Remembering What We’ve Lost, Holding on to What We Still Have

Loss has always played a significant role in my life — especially the fear of it. As a child, my mom used to scream at me whenever I lost something. “Maaaaaallllarrrry!” she would say, her brow furrowed, her head titled. Uh. Oh. I grew to fear what would happen if I told her I hadContinue reading “Remembering What We’ve Lost, Holding on to What We Still Have”