My mother’s last words to me were nothing much. No parting words of love. No heartfelt messages to the grandchildren. Read more.
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A Case of the Human Condition: Our Christmas Candy Is — Gone!
Our Christmas candy is all gone. Gone. Like a lot of good things in life — mothers, fathers, old friends, colleagues. Read more.
Death Is the Only Guarantee
Our bodies should be more like our cars. When a car fails, we can trade it in for a new one, but not our bodies. Some of my friends’ bodies are failing them at a very young age. Read more.