The Secret to Healing from Pain
I sat with the two children of a mother who had just passed away. They were recounting her life for me in preparation for the funeral.
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As we spoke, the mother’s long-time caretaker came into the room. She began to speak about their relationship. Though her English was not perfect, the three of us sat spell-bound.
A Sad Journey
She described how she moved to Chicago from Belize after her youngest son died. Continue reading
