Journaling was Recommended

Unfolding life, one post at a time.

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  • At Your Bedside

    I’m sitting at your bedside, watching you breathe what may be your final breaths. You lie there looking so frail, your body reduced to a skeletal frame. It is a terribly sad sight. You sleep now. Your eyes haven’t opened for more than a week. Dad is out for a little respite, taking a drive… Continue reading

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  • Carcinoma

    5:30 a.m.I woke up and checked my email before my eyes were even fully open.A new test result has been posted…read the alert. I reached for my glasses on the nightstand, opened MyChart, and there it was….. the pathology results I’d been waiting on all weekend. Invasive carcinoma……Not the words I wanted to see. I… Continue reading

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  • Grandma

    Closure came today as we said our final goodbye and laid our beloved Queen to rest. The procession of vehicles, moving in a single line to the cemetery, left me in awe. It dawned on me that we were all here—descendants, relatives, grandchildren, cousins—because of her. She brought us together, even in death. Grandma’s journey… Continue reading

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