It has been just over a year since I lost my sister. It is an odd turn of phrase, to refer to death as having ‘lost’ somebody. As though they are a misplaced set of car keys. It gives a sense that if only I could retrace my steps and remember where I left her […]
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Wrack & Ruin
More than once of late I have wondered how it is that I am still here. I am not prone to exaggeration so believe me when I tell you that a series of storms tore through my life and left nothing but wrack and ruin. I would like to tell you a story of redemption, […]