I wonder, what would she say to me today?
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I was in first grade when two of my friends started talking about this girl they didn’t like. They called her “Apple.” It was…
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I’m always worried I’ll forget things and nobody will be there to remind me.
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Why the loneliest days come after you bury the dead.
When death comes,
the support is almost immediate, overwhelming even. Messages of
condolences—what does that even… -
On the last night of my Daddy’s wake, my brothers and I shared a few words with family and friends, who shared in our grief, celebrated our father’s life, and told us of the wonderful man he was to them when he was still alive.
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For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been the kind of person who honors traditions. I stick to the same plan every year, never really changing what I’ve grown accustomed to doing growing up.
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As I’m nearing the end of my mid-30s (I will officially be in my late-ish 30s next month), I’m finding that there are still…
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words from mae’s “Our Love is a Painted Picture”
A year ago, today, I left my 12-year job in digital publishing, where I was working…
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When I was in high school, I had a website where I chronicled my life. From the most mundane details of what I ate…
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