I'm walking out of the building after work today and I hold the door open for the woman behind me. For some reason, I say thank you when she walks through. Has motherhood consumed me so much that I'm now teaching manners to adults? I'm just glad I didn't say "now say thank you" in my best mother knows best voice. Oy.
Grieving Alongside My Dad, While Sorting Through What’s Left
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I keep learning something new about grief. It’s not just mine I’m carrying
right now…It’s dad’s too. I’m the caretaker. So most da...
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