E Everything I Have Left
2026 is the year of farewells. What I did not expect was that losing things, the medication, the nicotine, the woman who made me who I am, would force me to finally look at what was left standing.
2026 is the year of farewells. What I did not expect was that losing things, the medication, the nicotine, the woman who made me who I am, would force me to finally look at what was left standing.
A granddaughter's meditation on love, loss, and the slow unravelling of the woman who held her world together