Let me be until I turn 23.
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Who'd have thought I'd be good at this? Part seven in a series chronicling my time caring for my elderly mother.
I will be my mother's sole carer for nine days. I am, at once, excited but also absolutely terrified.
Sunrises and sunsets ... each of us has been given a preordained number of these to behold. I try to see as many of them as I can ...
At 38, all of my grandparents were over the hill. Now, so am I.
Source: https://sedehaven.tumblr.com
When does a life cease to be a life worth living? Some questions are just too hard... Part eight in this series. Won't pretend I didn't struggle with this piece.
A poem about childhood inspired by Hayao Miyazaki's film, My Neighbor Totoro.
Lol maybe I should take breaks from commaful more often XD
Path through the darkness Lit up by the Sun's brightness
Who'd have thought I'd be good at this? Part seven in a series chronicling my time caring for my elderly mother.
I will be my mother's sole carer for nine days. I am, at once, excited but also absolutely terrified.
Sunrises and sunsets ... each of us has been given a preordained number of these to behold. I try to see as many of them as I can ...
At 38, all of my grandparents were over the hill. Now, so am I.
Source: https://sedehaven.tumblr.com
When does a life cease to be a life worth living? Some questions are just too hard... Part eight in this series. Won't pretend I didn't struggle with this piece.
A poem about childhood inspired by Hayao Miyazaki's film, My Neighbor Totoro.
Lol maybe I should take breaks from commaful more often XD
Path through the darkness Lit up by the Sun's brightness