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It\u2019s like my body remembers and my mind is experiencing it all over again&#8230;I know the physical part has been finished for a long time, but the emotional part is still making its way through my heart and putting tangles in my mind that I can\u2019t figure out how to undo. \u00a0&#8212;<a href=\"http:\/\/goodwomenproject.com\/pregnancy\/my-miscarriage-the-one-year-anniversary-of-the-worst-day-ever\" target=\"_blank\">Angela Adams<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The anniversary of my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.americanpregnancy.org\/pregnancycomplications\/dandc.html\" target=\"_blank\">D&amp;C<\/a> was <a title=\"Further Down the Rabbit Hole\" href=\"https:\/\/lindsaykeegan.com\/blog\/2012\/02\/17\/further-down-the-rabbit-hole\/\" target=\"_blank\">last week<\/a>.\u00a0I&#8217;m moving forward. Work is good, Pete and I are good&#8211;we like Cincinnati and our life here so far. 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