Even When It’s Right, Walking Away Hurts
It’s a weird thing, mourning the living. It’s like your brain just can’t quite wrap itself around the process the…
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It’s a weird thing, mourning the living. It’s like your brain just can’t quite wrap itself around the process the…
Continue ReadingHow does one mend fences when the intended recipient is too stubborn to make peace? Is it OK to admit…
Continue Reading“You are an island, Melanie—an island alone!” she yelled at me. Her words were in part, a statement of what…
Continue ReadingOn days like this, I sit outside in my backyard and beg nature to soothe my wounded soul. Yet another…
Continue ReadingAs I get older, the more I realize how many families are suffering from the loss of a loved one—not…
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