January is the month where I am confronted by time’s passage in especially vivid ways.
Eight days separate my birthday from January 28th, one of the two official ‘days of mourning’ in my household. Six years ago on that day, my sister-in-law died of cancer. No death is a happy one, but this one was especially hard: she was young and energetic and so die…
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