19 Mar What death taught me never to say again.
I have time to kill Scared to Death Do or die Deathly Afraid things I still ask of God. Who am I without parents?...
I have time to kill Scared to Death Do or die Deathly Afraid things I still ask of God. Who am I without parents?...
Sometime late 2008, as my mother begins her transition, I look at the historical dynamics between my sisters and myself. I find myself resigned to the idea that we’ll repeat who we’ve been, disallowing her transition to become ours. Yet faith rides on my coattails,...