My dear friends, that title says it all, doesn’t it? As a woman in recovery from much bigger and badder things than carbs I half-smiled writing it. In fact, the revelation of being in a carb junkie is new to me, it didn’t occur to me until the night my father came home on hospice. […]
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Little Eyes Are Watching Me Through This Incredibly Painful Time
Life is but a combination of fleeting moments strung together to create hours, days, years, and decades. As I sit next to my dying father, I am running through the combination of fleeting moments from our life together. I remember less of what he said to me and more of how he made me feel. […]