The Hospital Room

“Grief is the last act of love we have to give those we loved. Where there is deep grief, there was deep love” The hospital room is where my dad…

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Letting Go

When my son was just born, I knew he was the last one to complete our family of five, and I tried to freeze every little image, smell, and noise…

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The Unwanted Visitor

I didn’t ask you to show up, but you’re always trying to shove your way into my space, into my happiness. Waiting to burst in if I allow it. You’re…

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