Tag: Jude
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Nineteen
From Vietnam’s youngest soldiers and the birth of PTSD this post remembers my son Jude. He’d be nineteen today.
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Sit Down. Stay.
What does it feel like to live in the middle of grief? A personal essay on losing Jude, the Swamp of Sadness, and why the best thing you can do for someone grieving is simply sit down and stay.
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Be Nice
GeVonee said two words that stopped me cold. I laughed. Then I thought about it all day. Read more about it at Five Minute Observations.