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Thursday, 30 December 2004



I went with Oxfam US, only because I know someone from college who worked with them and so they were the only group to which I could put a face.

I read recently that personal happiness and existential grief are littermates and I've found myself thinking about that all too often lately. We had a lovely holiday and yet everyday I weep for another parent, another child.

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