Tag: grief

The Last Gift I Gave my Mom

After the doctors had gone and the family had gone their ways, I stood in the hospital room with my mom and dad skeptical and second-guessing the diagnosis. Surely, my mom had more than three months to live. How could this have happened so fast? 

June is Sneaky

June is a sneaky month for me. It sneaks in summer temps. It sneaks in sudden downpours on sunny afternoons. It sneaks in random cry-fests. It sneaks in cringe-worthy memories. It sneaks in pain. It sneaks in joy. June used to be MY month, for