Addiction Is Stealing My Sister
A couple of weeks ago, I opened a Christmas gift from my sister that had languished in her apartment until…
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A couple of weeks ago, I opened a Christmas gift from my sister that had languished in her apartment until…
Continue ReadingMy mom died. She died, but I became free. For the very first time in my life, I’m not worried…
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Continue ReadingWhen I was young, the back of my father was like the biggest mountain in the world. He was my…
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Continue ReadingI don’t have a father, and it’s completely fine. It really, really is. It’s taken me 40 years to say…
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Continue ReadingI cut off my brother a few months ago. Easter Sunday, to be exact. It wasn’t something I wanted to…
Continue ReadingIt’s OK to grieve your absent parents while they’re still alive. I see so many articles or well-meaning posts from…
Continue ReadingHallmark movies always give a happy ending after a complicated story. But what do you do when you don’t get…
Continue ReadingI just sent you photos of my son playing soccer, and at Disney, and out shopping for his very first…
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