Tag: funerals
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The Girl in the Blue Bathroom
I’ve been thinking a lot about my funeral lately. Not in an “oh shit, Jo’s off her meds” kind of way, but more in a chances are I’ll die of a cardiac event kind of way (I am feeling my body’s mortality so much more since I fucked up my knee last year) and so […]
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Oma
The next week was spent in visits to the hospital, in which I’d cry almost every single time, so I spent more time fetching coffee from the miles-away main building and hauling it through the long tunnel to the Grace Neil building than I did actually sitting with Oma. She’d had another stroke, and possibly […]