OH my, reading this, my heart breaks for Aunt Rose

nd the only per… in disbelief. Dad was devastated, and consumed by self-blame. I knew there was truth in his guilt; part of me wanted to confront him with my own feelings of blame, yet, I knew it wasn't the right moment. All I could do was clutch her photo and weep. I was just a teen, and the only person I was left with, was my drunken dad.
Bring Back the Joy of Christmas
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OH my, reading this, my heart breaks for Aunt Rose
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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