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Grief

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Six days ago marked the one year anniversary of my mother’s passing. It seems odd, calling it an anniversary. Anniversary in my mind means something to be celebrated, like the Queen’s Jubilee, lasting a whole two years nicotine-free, or those snazzy new covers they brought out for the Harry Potter books to celebrate their 20th year. Or, you know, weddings and what not – the boring stuff. But calling the day of someone’s demise an anniversary? How can it compare to the above? They shouldn’t have to co-exist under the same dictionary definition, especially when they cause polar opposite emotions to surface. According to a quick Google search I just made (forever trying to back up made up facts with real facts), the Oxford English Dictionary contains 171,476 words in current use and 47,156 obsolete words. This is then in addition to those words that really are words but haven’t…