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I stared at the menu in front of me, thinking of all the work to be done at home. We still had an ...
From the ledge next to the hospital room’s huge window, I could see Baltimore’s skyscape. The ...
My wife, Candy, was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s after musical hallucinations prompted her to wan ...
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I looked over the calendar for the month. Several doctor’s appointments were upcoming for my hu ...
“Hold it, please.” I rushed to open the car door for my father when we parked. Oper ...
I pasted a bright smile on my face as I entered my mother’s room at the rehab facility. I could ...
This morning was my husband Terry’s day for his weekly cancer treatment. Although it was for th ...
“You have an advanced lung disease. It’s incurable,” the pulmonologist told my husband, Ral ...