It’s been 20 years since I received the news. It was Christmas time and I was celebrating with […]
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I was with my dad when he died. We all stood in this circle, holding hands. At least […]
I remember it like it was yesterday. I would wake up in the middle of the night, frozen […]
This was the eulogy I gave at my father’s funeral. After writing the blog post about his death, I frantically searched for the sweet journal I penned these words in just after he died. I sat on the closed crooked toilet in my bathroom and wrote desperately to get the words on paper.
This was the result.
I had that bump for-ev-er. I had it for as long as I could remember. It wasn’t that BIG…but it had always been with me. In fact, it became a kind of “party favor” – a way to shock people at gatherings.
When my dad was diagnosed with leukemia I was very young. I was 24 years old, counting down to […]
Carrie Wisehart 