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What can I say about today?
April 30, 2026.
Since every day, almost every hour, I think of my beautiful boy, Sam. His name circles my mind, my heart, from back to front, a subtle loop, a recording, a continuous ticker tape, in the background a whirring, clicking, and beeping biotelemetry.
Sam Kassenoff
3/2/98 – 4/30/2007
Today’s not so different from any other day, really. Only a marker in time; nineteen years.
Time keeps on ticking, moving along. Time has taught me how to… It’s dulled my sorrow into a tolerable ache, which I’ve learned to live with and reshape, somehow, into words.
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