In the 9 weeks between diagnosis & death, we learned so many “secrets” of my mom’s life. Until she was freed by the knowledge of her coming death, she could not tell some of her own life stories & I found out the father was raised me
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When my Dad died I realized how greatly unimportant we are in the grand scheme of the universe & the gathering of all universes… and yet how greatly important we are to the people around us, who survive us… the world keeps turning but I am paralyzed –
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When my first born son died from preterm labor at 20 weeks, the comfort from family & friends, the surprise at the many friends who share their stories and the blatant insensitivity of some. I still feel a twinge when I tell people I have two girls
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