An Expert In Grieving, Or Maybe Not

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At an early age, I grieved. I grieved my lost childhood. I lamented what I could have been: a quick and sassy powerhouse whose success might have masked a distinct lack of empathy. My parents ensured my kindness grew through valuable experiences tinged with hurt.

I grieved for my sisters’ innocence, an innocence torn away without their permission.