I decided to thin out my filing cabinet this weekend and came across my husband’s passport.
It was a wrench, I’m not gonna lie. Continue reading “Passed port”
Tag: Widow
Strength in numbers
I’ve had some rather frank discussions recently with my eldest sister who has stage 4 pancreatic cancer.
She is a marvel in stoicism and a master at understating how debilitated she truly feels. By most medical accounts she is a miracle. Continue reading “Strength in numbers”
Grief is an annoying houseguest who won't leave 