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  • Friendship

    Right after Gabriella died, I had to clean out her house. There was never a question…

  • I always thought there would be time… And then there wasn’t

    I don’t remember a time when my mom wasn’t sick. From the time I was about…

  • 3,288 Days Later

    On July 14th, it will be nine years. Three thousand two hundred and eighty-eight days since…

  • The Birthday I Never Imagined

    In two weeks, I turn 60. That number feels impossible to me. When I was younger,…

  • 🫶

    Lately, I’ve had more hard days than easy ones. Some days I wake up and for…

  • Up up and away

    This morning I dropped Gianna off at the airport for her trip to California. Just like…

  • 76 days later

    Seventy-six days later, I still run into people who ask, “Anything new?” And I still have…

  • A first for me

    In eight years of running Face the Facts Delaware, I have stood in front of a…

  • What if?… The ugliest words in the English language

    Sometimes the people grieving our children are carrying losses we do not always see. This morning,…

  • The People I Would Have Sent It To Are Dead

    There are so many little things I miss. Not just the big things. I miss the…

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