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Dad coughed up a few small specks of blood one morning in late November. His…
My father’s hand was softer than I expected – tender in a way that told…
I am a concerned parent with a Kindergartener in the West Windsor-Plainsboro Regional School District.…
It’ll be the guilt that ultimately persuades you to visit Grandmother again in her one-bedroom…
Tipsy older lady, with Masters from John Jay college nonetheless, tapped me on my shoulder…
Spontaneity is a terrifying word. Not only did it take me forty-seven keystrokes to finally…
I woke up this morning with a giant migraine and knew what the weather was…
New Yorkers, Al and Agnes, had moved to an apartment in Sumter, South Carolina in…
Johnny is in dire need of a kidney transplant. His precarious health is now in…
Does Jesus like Pringles? It was a cold December day near Christmas when my youngest…
Growing up, I had a family that was incredibly open and understanding of minority issues,…
“Moving around a lot is hard. Then you have 10 places to not call home.”…
