the urge to rebound
on love, death and the impulse to replace what was lost
Magnolia died last Monday.
I was hoping we would have more time with her but it became clear over the weekend that it was time.
It was a team decision and we spent Sunday evening giving her as warm a send-off as we could. With words and candles and bacon and all of the witchy things we do here when things are about to change…
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