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Wearing the Wounds of War in Relationship Breakups


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“livid, adj.

Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game, and you sneaked a look at my hand. 1,377 more words

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She had a big breakfast, lay down and . . .

My mother died November 3rd. She was 98 years old, although she looked younger. Yesterday her death became one of the stories Lee tells to people — at dinner, parties, breakfast, or whenever they seem appropriate. 750 more words

Family

My mother died November 3rd. She was 98 years old, although she looked younger. Yesterday her death became one of the stories Lee tells to people — at dinner, parties, breakfast, or whenever they seem appropriate. 750 more words

Family

365 days in Retrospect

Today is the first anniversary of my mother’s death. I want to write something and I want it to be personal yet applicable to you good people. 1,013 more words

Life In Christ

Bringing the Box

“I don’t want to go all the way to Chicago with your dad in a box on my lap.”

“Where am I supposed to put him? 586 more words

Family

If I Can't Say Namaste

Last Saturday evening I came home with a fresh bundle of vegetables from the market, but Aamaa said we’d be cooking without salt. A man at the house near the water tap in Rotepani passed away yesterday. 1,096 more words

Nepal Life