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The Last Photograph
There are moments in grief that arrive without warning.
You think you’re simply scrolling through your phone, looking for a photo to share on a birthday or an anniversary. And then suddenly…
There it is.
The last photograph.
I Didn’t Know He Had a Sister
Living With the Loss of My Brother, Scott
My brother Scott was two years older than me, and from the time I was little, I looked up to him with the kind of reverence only a younger sister can have for her big brother. If he had allowed it, I would have followed him everywhere.
His Name Was RP
Living Through the Loss of a Beloved Pet
His name was RP – short for Rolo Polo.
He came into my life unexpectedly when he was just a tiny 6-week-old kitten. I was not looking for a kitten at the time, but somehow the “Cat Distribution System” had other plans.
New Beginnings After Multiple Loss
There are moments in life when everything changes.
Not all at once, but in quiet, unfolding ways—loss layered upon loss, each one
reshaping the ground beneath your feet. You learn to move differently. To breathe
differently. To carry what cannot be put down.