Someone told me off-hand in that blur of a week that I'm going to have a lot of firsts.
I didn't think that grief would look like Dad picking me up a Boston Red Sox World Series Winner 2018 shirt from BJ's and me trying it on and thinking “Mom will never see me in this shirt.” I didn't expect it to come out after I read Nic Stone's phenomenal novel Odd One Out, but suddenly I said, “Gosh, it suck...
My mom died, and some days I can think and write and say that sentence without crying. Other days tears spring to my eyes and sadness places its fingers in the valves of my heart.
There are so many directions I can take this. There’s the uplifting route where I say that I’m happy she’s in heaven and happier than she could ever be on earth, which is truly how I feel. There’s the relatable route w...
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