As I've mentioned before, my mum received so many lovely letters and cards and she appreciated every single one of them. If you know of someone who has been diagnosed with a terminal illness, please don't be afraid to write. However, I can very well appreciate how difficult it is to ...
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If the difference is an hour in comfort, then so be it. The essence of luxury is waste. Not to mention a plane’s turbulence can be quite jarring; my trip to Miami last year left me one shaken martini. But we smoothly glided into Penn Station shortly after I finished my book (Steel...
some slim comfort from the echo of those words: “I’m doing this for your own good, (insert name here).”ooooSomeone put their hand on his shoulder and patted it. “We’re so sorry, Maestro,” said the patter. “Emily was a wonderful woman. She will be greatly missed. So sorry....
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Anyone who elects the government as their King tends to do tragic things, like crucify the Truth. Such is the folly of humankind: to be inclined to seal its only hope for abundant life in a tomb. What is Truth What to do with the Truth? Shall one deny it? Cover it up? Falsify it...
final tale, “Arianspace.” The narrator is a ufologist—an investigator of UFO sightings. She has been sent to visit a ninety-two year-old woman living along among mostly abandoned homes in a rural area. From her earliest impressions, the researcher can tell that she facing someone special...
I loved a lot of things about being a teacher. I loved the big stuff. I loved being in regular, workaday contact with profoundly great writing. I loved sharing 50 minutes a day, three days a week, with young people excited to learn something new and be taken seriously by someone as ...
Interestingly, when the bell tolls for someone else we do somehow carve out time in our schedules to remember them, pay our respects, comfort the families. After all, we’re caring, loving people. Running from hither to fro each day, whether because of children, a job, a sick relative,...
Maybe someone is walking through the door of learning they have a terminal disease or that their partner does. Maybe their door disappeared in an instant when the place they called home was bombed. Some people are walking back home after living in exile hoping there is a door to find. ...