Today, she would've been 36 years old. I remember standing outside the hospital nursery, searching for my niece. Through the glass I could see her tiny red cheeks and black hair. So small, so precious, and yet, so daunting. I was twelve years old when she was born and I could only imagine her life … Continue reading November 17
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An incredible woman in my life recently lost her father. That one sentence tells you everything, without any history, without specifics, because it is enough to know that a girl, no matter her age, has lost her daddy. I'm going to share something with my friend, something I've shared with just a few others, something that helped me … Continue reading An interval