I feel so much resistance to this blank page recently and find every excuse to avoid the work. Perhaps I fear the vulnerability, because I know once I am placed here, whatever is meant to flow from me will come – and sometimes, the truth is hard to acknowledge let alone depict with words. Alas,…
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Like My Mother
She was so much more than I’ve allowed myself to remember. Death is a great mystery – the ultimate hurt or the most welcome redemption. Hers fragmented my heart, the wound obliterating it from merely broken to irreplaceably shattered; for ten years now, the hurt left in the wake of her final days formed the…
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My Mother Was So Much More Than An Alcoholic
It has taken years to understand that who she was is not merely the sum of her last days on earth. The final analysis revealed she died of acute ethanol poisoning and asphyxiation due to aspiration from accidental ingestion of lethal proportions. Quite a tongue twister and in truth the cold clinical nature of these…
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