A letter to… My biggest champion
Jul 23, 2020
2 minutes
As I sit here now, I can picture your face looking back at me across the kitchen table.
Your brow’s crumpled in confusion, frowning at me like a child.
I’m remembering a time back in the summer of 2016, after your diagnosis, when the capable, self-sufficient man I’d always known began to slip away.
After years of feeling anxious
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