Never fades, just in constant metamorphosis.

… of heaven. I paddled out into the middle of the water and flashed back to my moment on the Severn. The ache for my brother hadn’t faded, but the rawness of grief had hardened.

How I Kayaked Through Grief’s Choppy Waters

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Sarah Paris

Amy Sea

Aug 9, 2021

Never fades, just in constant metamorphosis. I do with swimming and paddling what you do with kayaking.

Written by Amy Sea

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