[optin-monster-shortcode id="svinre9hu8xnvg38zcgh"]“I’m sorry mom. I’m sorry.” She didn’t quite understand what I was remorseful about. I’m not sure what was going on in her mind as I poured out how much I regretted my behavior. I finally had an outburst of sincere apologies. My actions...

[optin-monster-shortcode id="svinre9hu8xnvg38zcgh"]On account of the apparent recency of my brother’s incident, I wondered if the gutter event was the first time I saw mom in this shape. Perhaps, this semblance might have been the needle incident from just three years before when I was just...

[optin-monster-shortcode id="svinre9hu8xnvg38zcgh"]“It will be three years next week since the accident!” Tears filled my mother’s eyes as soon as the first word came out of her mouth. She trembled in her words. Anxious about what was to come, she gaped at me, and then back...

[optin-monster-shortcode id="svinre9hu8xnvg38zcgh"]I remember friends and family members traveled from various parts of the country a week before the housewarming celebration. Dad’s three stepmothers and many half-sisters that I’m not sure if I knew them all were also invited. A party that was meant to be...

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