Sammi’s Weekender #268 (year)

Neverending It’s how I remember the year that she died. I watched for weeks while she suffered, and I cried. It made a big impression on me although I was still a young man. Her life was over—suffering ended. I still do the best I can. Look both ways year after year. Mind the gaps … Continue reading Sammi’s Weekender #268 (year)