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“It was a way for me to go through my grief alone. Drunk and gone to the grave, I cried there, slept, raged, scratched the ground and smoked a pipe. Everything was there," says Līga Malāne in the column "Life does not have a draft". Liga's childhood was quite colorful, but she already experienced the death of her mother in her early years, and later also the suicide of her sister. She has also been on the verge of death. This terrifying experience brought the League to God. After that, she got involved in the work of Hospices LV, helping people who are facing the death of their loved ones every day. #lifedraft