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Feeling Helpless

Wave 698

Tuesday

The 13th of September, 2005 at 10:49 PM

A terrible feeling, helplessness.

I can't help a friend. They've had a bad day and I can't help at all. I can't even lend an open ear.

I can't help my grandma.

I can't write anymore tonight.

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Nik
September 13th, 11:54:06 PM

John, it definitely wasn’t your fault. We’re going to keep praying for your grandma, just stay strong.

Stef
September 14th, 07:17:01 PM

John,
 I am keeping your family in my prayers. You are helping a lot by just being there for your grandparents.

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