It’s been at least a year since I wrote in this personal series on grief, and I’m not really back at it here, more like wrapping it up. When we landed in Brownsville for this past winter, I began a series of therapy sessions called trauma therapy, with the goal of getting this grieving show […]
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Sisterly Times
This entry is part of a deeply personal series, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. I’ve told some harrowing stories here about experiences I had with my big sister, Kim. I’d like to say we shared incredibly wonderful times, too, but really we weren’t that close (except for the whole blaming-me-for-suicide-attempts type […]
