The Middle of January and the Work of Carrying On
Kelli and I attended the funeral of our sister-in-law’s mother earlier this week. It was solemn, as funerals are, but also quietly connective — a chance to stand shoulder to shoulder with family we don’t see often, to remember, to mourn, to catch up in low voices between long pauses. The day itself was cold […]
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