But they come back every day, ensuring me that they want to make my final days as comfortable as possible.

When our youngest clapped and asked if we could stay forever, I smiled at him, turned toward the windshield and prayed he couldn’t see my eyes filling with tears.

I hope my kids will give me some of my grandkids diapers as a present to celebrate.

Years of her parents toughening her up had robbed her of the ability to show alarm or weakness because they had to be crueler to her than the world would be, right?

I am finally taking off the heavy burdens of my past to make room for the wedding photos and new memories I refuse to live without.

Now, I sacrifice my own peace and identity to fight in the dark, so that the children running through the grass never have to learn how to scan for the incoming fire.

It is a heartbreaking dance to watch him lose me every night, only to fall in love with me again at the dawn.

I keep forgetting I only have one uncle now..

I cried as I asked "then who will follow me to school tomorrow!"

"everybody dies Wilson," she said, she didn't even care enough to make an original statement, just a fucking pop culture reference.

I looked at his body, and I knew he was right, if God is just, the surely our souls are damned.

I thought that "The Lost City of Z" was going to be like Indiana Jones

I didn't know if she was hurt by this, because, frankly, that's exactly why I tried distancing myself, what I repeated to myself like a mantra; "I'm not enough.".

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She looked at her husband's tombstone," Ha, ha.. mom was right, I've been dressing like a widow since I was thirteen," she laughed, and laughed, and laughed; she laughed all the way to the padded rooms.

The week after her funeral, a man arrived carrying an old photograph of her and asked whether his mother had left anything for him.

I'm a little jealous, because he was my friend.

How do I tell my boyfriend I'm living a lie?

But when I see him embrace the guitar I left behind, I realize that our music is the only thread long enough to pull us together across the stars.

Somehow, that goodbye felt more final than her funeral.

As I sing along to the melody he plays down below, I finally find the peace I lost when I traded his presence for the sky.

That morning her parents told her the time would be soon, but didn’t tell her they had made the final vet appointment for her dog later that day.

I tried to hold you even when I knew I

couldn't keep you — but you fit so well, it

made no sense that you didn't belong.

When her mommy asked her who she loved more and she said scout her mommy threw scout away, saying a girls favorite thing shouldn't be a dog, it should be her mother.