On Quiet, Writing, Quivering Hands, and Grieving Moments Before They’re Gone

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“It’s quiet,” I thought, lying in my son’s bed at a much too late hour but also the right one, after my re-entry to our home after a weekend away. “Tickle left underarm,” he requested, shifting and raising it up. “Feels good,” he confided, forehead to forehead.   He twisted and directed my fingers to […]

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