I Want to Get Better

This past Friday, I went and visited my childhood nanny in the hospital. “Lee Lee,” as my siblings and I called her, was like another mother to us. She fed us, taught us, and disciplined us far more than she should have needed to, but never more than she...

It’s Up to Us

February 11th whispered softly by. There was no birthday cake or fun celebration. Only a few silent tears for a precious little boy who for three years was a twinkling light on the path of those around him. Michael would be thirty-one years old. I will never forget...

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