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I am not the author of this.

But I could be.

Nor is the close friend who shared it on Facebook today.

But she could be.

Neither are any of you who read it and shouted, whispered or nodded in agreement. 

But you could be.

It was originally written by someone none of us know personally,

but grief has made us fellow travellers of a familiar road,

a road I wish none of us were on.

The words ring true

and right or wrong,

knowing I am not alone in how grief "works" 

is somehow comforting and makes me feel less crazy.