CHIN UP: Comfort and Faith In a Hospital Room
This is a confessional story. It has an air of “what just happened here?” and “kind words make a difference” and “sheer dumb luck.” It’s about forgiving one’s self, too. It was 1982. I was a mother at 17. Most everyone in my peer group was. I had recently lost my beloved Grandma to “old […]
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