Early in my recovery I was told to imagine my 8 year old son looking into my casket. Imagine his grief imagine his pain… From that moment on I realized it was time to do something different and find a new way..
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Keep coming back my brother 

I decided I wanted my funeral to be one of hope not of warning.
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I like that. That imagery is very powerful. Keep going and stay strong you got this!
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