I Don’t Know How to Live Without My Sister, But I Must
I've spent a year of my life living in a haze. Holding my breath, afraid to exhale. Focusing on staying…
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I've spent a year of my life living in a haze. Holding my breath, afraid to exhale. Focusing on staying…
Continue ReadingDark clouds hang over my hometown. I am reminded of my mother's death many years ago. I lived in foster…
Continue ReadingA couple of weeks ago, I opened a Christmas gift from my sister that had languished in her apartment until…
Continue ReadingCome, sweet girls, come sit with me. It's time to know the story of how you came to be. Two…
Continue Reading“Do you have the kids’ basketball schedule yet?” you texted the other day. I sent back a screenshot of the calendar,…
Continue ReadingBeing in a stepfamily means a lot of Christmases, we had one for each household plus each side of the…
Continue ReadingIt might be 16 years too late to properly depict the depressive senses that engulfed my whole being when I…
Continue ReadingSisters, we don't have to be best friends. I still love you both. When I was five years old, sisters,…
Continue ReadingMy dear Paula, I understand you are now in a better place, but I doubt I am anywhere near where…
Continue ReadingGrowing up, I always thought it would be so fun to have an older brother, especially when I was a…
Continue ReadingMy baby sister is not a baby anymore. She’s a beautiful, strong, intelligent 33-year-old woman, and she is currently 35-weeks…
Continue ReadingI ate scrambled eggs for breakfast every morning for more months than I can count after my mom died. My…
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