Now Flowing ~ Contemplative Essays ~ Poetry ~ Memoir
Posted on December 9, 2015
by C.M. Rivers
How striking, how strange, that I was to speak with you for the last time, in the middle of my own birthday party. I thought you were calling to wish me a happy birthday. How childish and small I felt, once I realized –…
Category: MemoirTags: euthanasia, Family Stories, grandmother, Grief Loss and Bereavement, Love, memorial, Quotes
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