As I waited outside the hospital, clutching Kingston’s stuffed octopus, I felt the absurdity of being labeled a “domestic terrorist”—all for protecting my son. But in that moment, with the doors opening and his gurney approaching, my focus narrowed to one thought: Kingston was coming back to me, and I needed to be ready.
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When Kingston took his final breath, I felt my soul split—half of it bound here on earth, the other half searching for him in realms unknown. Even as grief consumed me, there was a tug, an echo, telling me he was still out there, just waiting for me to find him.
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I remember the exact moment the surgeon walked into the room, their face an expressionless mask, hiding behind a veil
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The Eulogy That Came to Me Two weeks before Kingston’s celebration of life, I typed up an eight-page eulogy. I
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The Power of Intention: Creating My Ownh Path Life has a way of throwing us into the storm when we
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