Tag: family
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We Met Five Months Ago
I sit here five months away from that terrible and beautiful day you were born. The day that started us on this path of separation. But it’s also the day I found out you had beautiful thick hair and fuzzy little shoulders.
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Driving by the Dying
I sit perched in the windowsill of the hospital room watching the cars on the highway. My daughter and all of the machines that now uphold her life lay feet away from me. How many times did I drive by this place of healing and death not knowing it would hold the final moments of…
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A Good Day for the Grieving Mother
Today was a “good” day. I seemed to hit my cues a little better in this dance routine I’ve been practicing between grief and joy.
A Mother's Lament 