I find I have a much harder time dealing with a loved one’s loss than a loss of my own. When the loss is mine, I can own it, mourn it, weep, recover. When the loss—or greater loss—is that of someone I love, I can barely breathe due to the crushing longing to swallow her […]
I hate that I made her so sad. She’s trying to hide it, but I know. I know because I’ve been watching her. She’s looking around without being obvious about it. I’ve had my eyes up on her for over fourteen years. I can always tell what she’s thinking, even when she refuses to admit […]