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Ghosts On Our Bedroom Wall

The pictures on our bedroom wall each contain at least one memory—a captured spirit or ghost, if you will.

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Family Life and Death

One Hundred and Twenty Hours

One hundred and twenty hours after my mother took her last breath, we gathered around a deep hole and covered her casket in roses.

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Family Life and Death

Women in Black

The water shimmers baby blue beneath a blushing pink sky and it seems Bob and I are the only people on earth.

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Cookie's Bliss Family Politics

The Morning After

Sometimes you just have to reach for that box of shiny new colors.

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Cookie's Bliss Family Travel Unsung Heros

You, Me, The Atlantic

Now, more than ever, I needed to go home to Mother.