Late night phone calls
Loss of Father

Calling Long Distance

I wake with a start. Something isn’t right. No matter the hour, I need to call. Grabbing the phone, I dial Dad’s area code. I

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Loss of Father

Heart Troubles: A Lamentation

George had stopped eating. Looking at him, it was hard to tell how thin he’d become. His white long-haired coat scattered with calico markings concealed

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Loss of Mother

My Mother’s Hands

My mom had very small hands. Yet, I was excited when my hands were as big as hers. Mom’s hands were dainty, but she didn’t

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Coping With Grief

Embracing Strangers

As the driver pulls into the ambulance bay at the hospital, a wave of relief washes over me. Now that we have arrived, I can

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