Katie Swift
My grandmother passed away. She was my father’s mother. I didn’t know her very well. The truth is, I have a whole family that I don’t know very well. On the way to the funeral my big brother and I talked about our childhood. We talked about how alone we felt, the way we were...
The older I get the longer the road becomes. And can I look back. And the paths that were winding, seem straighter. The view that was clouded, seems clearer. The directions that were daunting, so simple. And it’s like it all makes sense. And yet at the same time, I feel more lost than I ever did....
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