Pour Yourself a Drink

Everyone needs a booby keyring at times like this!

The pain of loss is not selective, rather, it’s a giant communal pot of bolognaise that an Italian mumma makes you have seconds of, only not nearly as tasty. My story is one of cancer (4 times over in my immediate family) and the long-suffering of losing loved ones. But your grief may be a totally different lemon varietal. Either way, we’re all sucking on something sour!

(Audio version available)