Tonight, on twitter I posted "sometimes we fall and just need a hand up"
But the longer I think about it the more I realize the hand to help me up isn't as obvious as I previously thought.
Yes, being held by Dave helps more than most things or holding one of my many teddies...
But is there a metaphorical hand that can help me out of my current rut of grief?
I do not believe there is one single hand that will fix anything but maybe enough hands?
I wish I had an answer but I most definitely don't....
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