

Post 62: Day 1: John & Drew. The First Day of the Rest of Our Days.
The next day, I take my first solid food. My voice, shaky and scratchy, returns. “Hi. Would you cover my foot. It’s cold. ” I expel the...
Nov 21, 20242 min read
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Post 61: Day 100: Drew, The Gift
I hear my name. Over and over. Someone is jostling my shoulder, touching my arm. I feel it. I feel, for the first time in recent memory,...
Nov 19, 20241 min read
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Post 60: Letting Go
“I’m Mrs. Carter’s son, Drew. I grew up here and was raised in the house that my mother and father built fifty-two years ago. They were...
Nov 16, 20246 min read
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Post 59: Goodbye, Part Three
Less than forty-eight hours later, John and I would arrive at her hospital bedside to find her bridge voice quieted. We were there to say...
Nov 14, 20247 min read
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Post 58: Day 98: Drew, The Dream: Saying Goodbye, Part Three
John held my hand for most of the five-hour flight. I watched the in-flight news broadcasts, which were alternately focused on the...
Nov 12, 20247 min read
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Post 57: Day 98: Drew, The Dream: Saying Goodbye, Part Two
The first call came at work that morning. Grabbing my cell phone between meetings, I saw it was Mama calling. “Hi, how are you? I sure...
Nov 9, 20245 min read
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Post 56: Day 98: Drew, The Dream: Saying Goodbye, Part One
I’m sure I’ve been here before. I’m absolutely sure of it. Surely I’m recalling this in preparation for moving on. Why else? It’s almost...
Nov 7, 20245 min read
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