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"She hurled the water in my face before I could even say hello. I burned with humiliation. I knew this wasn’t the end — it was only the beginning."
"For the first time since my dear friend had died five years earlier, she’d written back."
"Friends meant well. They thought they were encouraging me. But to me, it was a dismissal."
"Except for my husband, Bruce, I don’t remember telling anyone about my out-of-body experience. I didn’t know what to make of it nor how to talk about it."
"I don’t want my kids — or anyone else’s — to become another preventable casualty."
"One woman in her 500-card club even said, ‘And what makes you think you have a chance?’ My mother was furious."
"When the nurses woke me up from anesthesia, I couldn’t pry my eyes open. I wanted to sleep forever."
"My life disintegrated into two states of being. Good Jenn, the perfectionist teacher ... [and] Bad Jenn."
"Choosing not to fight the immigration policy of this administration is the same as choosing to inflict suffering on others."
“That was the best funeral I’ve ever been to,” a friend of mine told me recently.
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