He Was Everything and Nothing
He wasn’t the kind of guy you could sum up in one description, not neatly anyway. He was a contradiction—a […]
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The Miracle Balloon
There was a balloon I loved, not more than any other, but differently. It wasn’t like the other balloons I
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Birds of a Feather
The days after Kingston’s passing blurred together, a relentless wave of sorrow and confusion that left me clinging to anything
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Monday Morning Massacre: Grief, Chaos, and One Sticky Victim
Grief doesn’t play by any rules—it sneaks in, even when you think you’re managing fine. One small moment, like a peanut butter-and-jelly sandwich gone wrong, can unravel everything, but Kingston’s quiet reminders are always there, guiding me to be kind to myself in the mess.
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A Glass Pear: Heavy with Meaning
I think back to the day Zuma told me we were keeping it. The glass pear had been sitting there
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The Space Between Us: Love Reunited
Part Two And yet, despite all of that—my insomnia, the anxiety, the grief clogging up every corner of my mind—there
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An Open Door: What Darkness Knew
Part 2 I hadn’t heard the man enter the apartment or the door close behind him yet there he was.
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Love Interrupted: The Highway of Hope
Part Two The sound of the double doors creaking open snapped me back to attention. I saw the paramedics wheeling
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End Goal
When people ask me what my end goal is with sharing these stories, the simplest answer is this: I want
Now What?
Grief isn’t a checklist. It isn’t a timeline, and it’s certainly not something anyone else gets to dictate. Losing a