My husband and I were watching a TV program in which a young girl’s parents die suddenly, leaving her in the care of a grandmother she has never met. I told Rick I needed to stop watching, then burst into tears. “I was that little girl,” I told him. Not because my circumstances matched hers, but because I knew how it felt to sustain such a loss and deal with it alone.
I Have Three Photographs of my Father
I Have Three Photographs of my Father
I Have Three Photographs of my Father
My husband and I were watching a TV program in which a young girl’s parents die suddenly, leaving her in the care of a grandmother she has never met. I told Rick I needed to stop watching, then burst into tears. “I was that little girl,” I told him. Not because my circumstances matched hers, but because I knew how it felt to sustain such a loss and deal with it alone.