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Heavy

Heavy

Today I received some sad, sad news. My co-worker of 10 years from Cobble Hill School of American Studies, a woman who mentored me as a new wife, a new mother, and a fellow doctoral student/candidate/graduate found out that her 31 year old son–whom I have known of and heard about and met multiple times–has … Continue reading

Writing Down the Grief

Writing Down the Grief

Today marks sixteen years since my dad passed away. Diagnosed with juvenile onset diabetes around 1950, it is pretty amazing that he lived until 1996, until he was 61 years old. He was a diabetic for years before individuals tested their own blood sugar by pricking their fingers at home. Since his insulin shots were … Continue reading