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All of Our Days

All of Our Days

This will always be the day the sun shone, the son murdered, the world outside your door kept spinning without you. Impossibly, we are left here hundreds of days since July 10th received its brutal, sacred meaning. Continue reading

It’s ALIVE!

It’s ALIVE!

I tap the fridge door closed with my right foot while completing a 92-degree turn to pour and place apple juice into a sippy cup  and onto a table. My husband swivels precisely to my left, avoiding a collision, plate of mac’n’cheese balanced atop bowl of grapes. Three steps back he takes. Two-and-a-half forward for me. … Continue reading