sisters
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A Cherub, Queen, Regrets, and My Obsession with Good Omens
Where do I start? I suppose with the cherub(s). The plural will explain itself later. Unfortunately, because of Hurricane Katrina, I only have a few pictures left of Jennifer Elaine. No photos left from our childhood, when she truly resembled a creation of Raphael himself. The artist that is, not the archangel. Three of us… Continue reading
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Donna’s Day: Learning Hope
A year ago, my then 29 month old son was diagnosed with a PNET (Primal Neuroectodermal Tumor) in his brain stem, and it extended down, tentacle-like, into his spinal cord. He was given a 40% chance of survival. Very little of the tumor was removed, as it was so embedded within crucial parts of his… Continue reading
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