Reyna Marder Gentin Loss 0 Comments

And then my cousin fell into the grave. At first there was silence. And then we laughed.

My Monster

Mandy Hitchcock Loss 0 Comments

My monster, you see, is the lingering doubt that if I had made a single decision differently at four in the morning on a Monday almost six years ago, my daughter Hudson might still be alive today.

Part of Me Is Made of Glass

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The early knowledge that those who mean the most to you are not invincible, that your love is not enough to save them – it turns the heart not to stone, as stories would have it.