A Goodbye to Mike

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Written October 4, 2026, two days before my husband Mike's planned death. A goodbye. In two days, October 6th, my husband, Mike Bosworth, will take his death cocktail and leave his life. --------- We sit on the couch, and Mike coughs…

A Goodbye to Nutmeg

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My mother once said something judgmental about, “those people who treat their pets like children.” That was me. I didn’t want children. I wanted goats and Blue Jays. I wanted cats and dogs. Horses and ducks. Deer and chickens. I…
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A Season of Grief

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Sometimes, out of nowhere, I burst into tears.   What season is this? This season, where at any given second, grief rises and pulls me under.   There have been other seasons. I don’t know if I am alone in this season.…