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Day 8: A day you were most satisfied with your life

A little more than two months after Kenny died, we spent a week in our favorite shore town. I rented a bungalow right on the beach. Frankly, I wasn’t sure it was the right call, at first. This town was our town, our favorite place, and I was still feeling raw; but it was my birthday week, and if I couldn’t be in my own bed, I wanted to wake up on my first birthday without him somewhere that reminded me of him.

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