When My Dad Sat At The Little Table
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She Wasn’t Trying To Replace Her, She Was Trying To Save Me
When my wife passed away from cancer a few months ago, it felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. Her daughter, Rachel, had moved in during her illness to help care for her. She stayed after the funeral, quietly keeping the house running. But lately, I’d begun to feel uneasy —
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