“In a little town in the western United States is a small-town graveyard. To walk or drive-in, you must traverse over a cattle-guard leftover from when the cows roamed free closer to town. In this place, I am connected. It is a strange feeling to feel connected to a graveyard.”
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“Do you have that one time that niggles in the back of your mind when you think of your past, something you wish you would have done differently? I have a lot of them. . . But the one I’m thinking about today is a time when I was 18 years old. ”
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“November of 2018 was my daughter’s eleventh birthday and we had just lost her Grandmother a few weeks prior. Her Grandma was Mrs. Claus reincarnated, and the two of them bonded over shopping, fashion and decorating. Christmas and birthdays always brought her awesome surprises from Grandma.”
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“I used to pray as a child that my Grandmother would find her way back to church. But years came and went. For 60 years she kept away. For years my mother prayed that she would make her way back.” Read more. . .
“Grandma’s house would no longer be hers, filled to the brim with goodies, fun things and a Grandma to love him. His world was changing in a way he didn’t understand.” Read more. . .
