Yesterday, my husband got A Call. Yesterday, I held my husband (many times) as he cried about losing someone beloved, and about not being able to show up, bodily, for those still living.
A few days ago, one of my sons brought up Christmas. Filled with excitement, he imagined aloud what he might get for Christmas. Far from feeling elated myself, I felt a surge of panic at the mere mention of any day not today. This year, Christmas for me doesn’t mean candy with a side of… Read more
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