A Fresh Start
In October of 2021, I was curled over in my passenger seat crying so hard I thought I would throw up. Connor was gently stroking my back as a passerby in the restaurant parking lot glanced into our vehicle.
When I cry, I am keenly aware of the type of cry that I am experiencing. I can tell when a cry is coming from somewhere very deep, and I…
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