....when your heart is breaking.
After I returned home with (A) from a visit today, David cried hysterically in my arms for almost 30 minutes because he didn't want his brother to leave. I cradled him in my arms and rocked him...just letting him cry it out.
I know those tears because I have cried the same way myself over losing him. I am so glad that he is able to grieve. He needs to, but watching him literally breaks my heart.
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