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Saint Patrick’s Day had been my mother’s favorite holiday. It meant more than parades and parties; it was…
You guys know why you’re here, right?” I strode across the wood floor and spread my arms. The…
I sat down on the bed next to Jimmy, this small room at the veterans residential care facility…
Our lost year. Looking back, that’s what I consider it, that first year after my husband was diagnosed…
Nighttime phone calls are never good news when you’re the mother of a drug addict. My phone rang…
In late 2017, at a certain holiday celebration in Staten Island, New York, the attendees had more to…
I parked in the driveway of our lodge-style home nestled among towering cedars and flowering dogwoods. Even returning…
I was 26 years old when I got sick. It started with a series of high fevers, some…
Today’s guest blogger is Laura Epps. Out of the blue, in January, my sweet friend Adriana called and…
Let me tell you about an African woman named Leonida Wanyama. For Christmas dinner her family had boiled…
Lenora was dying. She was 54 and had inoperable cancer. She lay in bed on pillows surrounded by…
The house was quiet. It was a spring day in 2011, mid-morning. My two older boys were at…