“By the time you read this, you will probably realize I’m gone, and I’m never coming back.” I pressed the letter to my stomach, fell to my knees, and curled into the fetal position on the cold tile floor. I begged in my thoughts for someone to tell me that this was only a nightmare! …
Do you look forward to Mother’s Day? Or do you dread it? I am in the second camp. Again. When I was a child, I was envious of my friends who thought this was a special day to wish the best person they knew a Happy Mother’s Day. Whenever it was time to make a …