ShareI wondered what happened to him. The neighbor that shared my balcony in the city. Neighbors had come and gone but he became a trusted person in the building, someone
ShareEarly this morning I had a dream that my husband died. Yes, that already happened. To the first one. But this dream was about my current husband. And it wasn’t
ShareI stood in line a bit sheepishly, taking up all of the postal worker’s time. Before me were over 40 envelopes stuffed with my memoir, ready to be shipped out