Posted inFiction & Poetry
Chew The Bones
Looking at the people that mingle around Nana’s home, speaking in hushed tones, I can think of nothing but my Bompy’s voice saying, “Don’t forget to chew the bones in…
Posted inOld Medium Posts Relationships
Moving on Does Not Mean Forgetting a Loved One
When my husband died, I gathered up all the willpower and strength I had to move on. In that effort, I may have delayed the grieving progress. I cried, but…
