The sun was so bright through my windows as I tried to wake up. I was lying on my left side, curled up into a…
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As Debbie’s car approached my parents’ driveway, seeing my house at the end of it and knowing that my mother wouldn’t be there to greet…
2 CommentsOf course, the timing of these things is always the worst. Not that there is ever a good time to have your mother die, but it seemed like an…
Leave a CommentI had spent my entire adult life searching for it, for that sense of wholeness, calmness, and ease of existence that could never quite manifest…
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