In March, I started seriously thinking about writing a memoir, and this memory is what I thought would start it, because I wanted to capture the busy softness of my life before. I wanted to start it in a way that said it was more of a love story than a horror story, but horrible things definitely happen.
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It’s the final prompt of the Daily Post, and I wouldn’t be anywhere else. I met so many […]
I finally held Dave’s death certificate on Monday night. It shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was. […]
And then he died. Without explanation. Without her. Suddenly. While she was away. It was kidney failure. It […]
