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" She knows a lot of letters and plays with them on the refrigerator, asks for help making words.
a woman standing in front of me turned to her right, tilted her face toward the sun, closed her eyes.
No description i can give can do the epic-ness of this story justice, or the intimacy.
Eat.You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine.
My first cousin was hit by a car and died on the scene, she was one of the few people I was close with besides my dead best friend.
The combination of being a mother of young children* and a nurse has forced me toward an emphasis on the brisk, the efficient--get the blood pressure…
the funny thing about life is that the more things change, the more things really do stay the same.
Because they are the last people to admit we are going to die.
Because they are who and what I am, and mean to be.