When my brother died, I screamed everywhere. I screamed in my car, my house, anywhere I could and for up to an hour at a time. I read the memoir, “Once More we Saw Stars,” […]
Tag: thinking
MissinG You…
I dreamed about you last night. I called you and you answered. We had the strangest conversation. Even in the dream we hadn’t spoken in over two years. The peculiarity of it all was so […]
