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When my Grandpa was in the hospital, I felt very restless. There wasn’t anything I could do for him, but I needed to stay busy to keep from dwelling on the situation. When I sit at my sewing machine, my mind wanders and I do great brainstorming. But for those 2 weeks every time I sat down I found myself crying minutes later. I preferred to lose myself in tv, but then my hands were…
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