A Child Dies by Diane Qubty
A Child dies. Another mother grieves. A parent feels guilt unimaginable. Dad can’t talk or feel anything anymore and mom is angry with God. …and my heart feels their pain…
A Child dies. Another mother grieves. A parent feels guilt unimaginable. Dad can’t talk or feel anything anymore and mom is angry with God. …and my heart feels their pain…
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