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The Quiet and The Loud
Grief is quiet and loud, constant and ever-present. Continue reading
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The Weight of the Unfixable
Today marks ten months since Tom died. 304 days faced with the same harsh truth: nothing I do or say, no force of will or amount of love will bring him back. I used to tell my kids: “As long… Continue reading
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Thank You For Asking
Yesterday, I had a conversation with a colleague that started the way many do—talking about life’s milestones. She shared stories about her young children, including the one she’s expecting, and I talked about my daughter, who is getting married and… Continue reading
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This Hole You Left
My Sweet Boy, I miss you. I wish I could describe the hole left in my world, in my life, by your absence. One day, we were making plans for my first visit to your new city—what you would show… Continue reading
Soul Searching 