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a fine line
There's a fine line between joy and despair, laughter and tears, the truth and a lie, life and even death. We should've seen it coming—we already knew we were on very thin ice. Especially after our agency was shut down by the U.S. State Department in December, but, still, we had hope. Looking back now, that shutting down was the beginning of the end
the dash that is our life
Yesterday, I visited the cemetery where my dad was laid to rest in 1985.
I hadn't planned to stop there, but construction and a wrong turn after dropping my mom at the airport led me on an adventure through the city of Chicago and then to the highway that passed his exit.
I settled in the shade in the summer heat and was surprised that tears can still appear.