“I feel like such a failure”. I’m sitting opposite my friend. We are having coffee. She wanted to see me before I go away. I haven’t told a lot of people about me going away, even though it is here on my blog. Telling the wider world doesn’t feel as personal somehow, though a few…
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The family gathering
I pick up the phone and make the call. “Hey Pumpkin, it’s mom. Dad and I have something we would like to tell you. Can you come over at 8:30, just on your own.” Miss J and R have a friend over to stay but this isn’t something I want to tell them. For now,…