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When tears to laughterM

and memories make you smile more than cry, healing has finally begun. It’s been 16 years since my Poppa died.    For a long time, I couldn’t look at an M&M, couldn’t hear certain songs, couldn’t watch a Mets game. … Continue reading

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Memories and melancholy

It’s been almost 11 years since my mother died.    There are parts of that night that I don’t remember.   I remember waking up to pee, and the phone ringing.   We didn’t have a phone upstairs so I … Continue reading

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Anna

She won my heart the first time I met her.   Max took me to her room, and then he took me back, again and again.   And we won her over, this beautiful, strong, stately woman.   We got to know her … Continue reading

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