Tag: grief
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Chapter 61. Aging sucks. Or not.
I look at my hands, and I see the same wrinkly, veined hands as my mother’s. And my grandmother’s. And it isn’t just the outward appearance of my hands. It’s the way I hold things. A little digression here. Remembering this reminds me of the years when my mom worked downtown. She added an additional thirty minutes to her commute…
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Chapter 32. Grief
We heard Anderson Cooper speak this week at the Colorado Speakers Series. He spoke about grief, his changing life, the deaths of his mother, father, and brother. He spoke of the grief that surrounded him during reporting the most heinous war crimes. But that grief wasn’t his. He used the collective grief of war-torn countries as a protective…
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Chapter 26. My Brother.
I was born so my brother would have someone to torment. We grew up in the ‘50’s and it was a perfect time to be a kid. We freely roamed the streets, alleys and parks. Got on busses and went where we pleased. Walked to the movie theatre where my brother would tell me I couldn’t sit with him…
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