precious and singular, each one

When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox; when death comes like an...

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quality of life

Something in me broke yesterday. I feel like a failure. I feel like a fool. We’ll be okay. We have circled the wagons – we are supporting each other with deep kindness and compassion. One way or another, grief is at...

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