Personal Grief Narrative

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I love these personal grief narratives because it's comforting to read people's stories. Everyone in one way or the other can connect with experiences of grief. I read the narrative Pet Death, Coping With the Loss of a Beloved Pet. In this narrative a woman is discussing the loss of her dog Charlie. This story is very touching because throughout the narrative I could feel the pain and devastation she was feeling. Certain words like “heartbroken, my baby, alone, torn up or best friend” demonstrated to me the disheartening situation is woman is facing. Charlie was her special member in her the family for 13 years. The divorce of her husband and having her two children moved out, must have been a hard transition for her. Charlie filled that loneliness

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