Sadness can be exhausting. Thirty-five years ago, my youthful father died after a two-year bold battle with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. I was a devastated, and angry. I still am. Yet, as I navigate through life’s treacherous terrain, it’s his humor and casual way of dealing with daily doldrums, I long for. Over the years, I have … Continue reading Grief Never Dies
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