For You Know Neither the Day Nor the Hour
Yesterday I finally made a visit to the cemetery where a friend of mine from high school is buried. Something I do every November, the month of All Souls: Malorie died in a car accident almost a year before my own accident in 1999. She was 15 years old. Usually on this website I am celebrating or defending life, but … Continue reading For You Know Neither the Day Nor the Hour
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