Seeking My Brother

I have vividly real dreams. I remember bits and pieces of dreams from years ago. I most definitely remember the dreams if I’ve talked about them or written them down. A year or or so after dad died and David was sent away, mom and I were up at the cabin. A family friend was... Continue Reading →

Finding Mom (Part One)

During the five months since my mother's death, I've been offered an endless array of condolences that refer to my mom as my loved one. I'd have been ok with her being referred to as my mom or mother.  Calling her my loved one makes an assumption: that there was love involved. The fact that she's my mom... Continue Reading →

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