An underground river of emotion flows beneath my exterior. Unbidden tears threaten when I recall firsts and anticipate lasts—the markers of all that falls between. With a slight edge of irritation he asked, “Mom—Are you really going to do this all week?”
Firsts and Lasts
Firsts and Lasts
Firsts and Lasts
An underground river of emotion flows beneath my exterior. Unbidden tears threaten when I recall firsts and anticipate lasts—the markers of all that falls between. With a slight edge of irritation he asked, “Mom—Are you really going to do this all week?”