My Sister is Dying
My sister is dying. My best friend. My mentor. My right brain and held hand. If you look at her life…
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My sister is dying. My best friend. My mentor. My right brain and held hand. If you look at her life…
Continue ReadingI fall into the bed in the guest room at 3 a.m., utterly exhausted from managing the various wakeups of…
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 ReadingOne day I was at the store buying a new cell phone, trying to wrap up the transaction as the…
Continue ReadingI haven't seen my brother in nine years. We last stood together on a rocky outcropping overlooking Horseshoe Park. Balancing…
Continue ReadingI wonder if she knows. Oftentimes I wonder if Lillyana knows how different her life is. I would have never…
Continue ReadingThey are only one year apart. They share the same parents, same rules, same chores, and same days, yet their…
Continue ReadingGrowing up, I always thought it would be so fun to have an older brother, especially when I was a…
Continue ReadingI thought about it many times over the 6 ½ years she was sick. I knew the day was coming,…
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 ReadingYou need a coffee, I’m bringing you the big one. You need prayer, just text the word. You need a…
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