Mom died on September 10.
Right now my thoughts, words and emotions are on a roller coaster ride. When the ride ends I’ll write.
Until then, I’ll just hang on.
Goodbye Mom
Let me tell you a secret—I'm having a love affair with paper. Sometimes it is so brilliant it's hard to read. Other times it has as much substance as smoke. But the one thing it's never—is silent, because these fingers like to flap.
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