My life is so boring I’m down to blogging once a month

I don’t write often anymore, though I should.  I just haven’t had the time or the motivation much as of late.

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The hardest goodbye

My grandmother passed away in the wee hours of Saturday morning, surrounded by her four children and her husband of nearly 41 years. I was in her bedroom, just the next room over from the living room where we and a hospice nurse had been tending to her since her release from the hospital just a couple of days earlier.

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