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THERE ARE NO WORDS
It turned out there were words for me to find and I’m really glad I could finally write something today for this blog. Anything that can pierce the numbness inside of me feels worth writing about, even if it is as simple as a visit with my daughter at the park. Continue reading
DON’T KNOW HOW I LIVED WITHOUT YOU – PART 2
I smiled remembering how I had argued with my father about hiring a companion for my mother. He was absolutely against it. Despite that, I found my strength to move forward to hire someone and that was when I found Miriam. Continue reading