A pile of papers that are on top of each other.

Untangling: Resolution (Chapter 63)

It had been over a week of visiting hospice, of agitation when one day I went to my mother’s bedside and sobbed my sadness, praised what we had become, and in that form of goodbye finally felt peace.

You can hear me read an excerpt at this link: https://www.instagram.com/p/C9PW-UkR0_r/