When the Grief Doesn’t Go Away

The phone call came in the middle of the night, Paris time. My father was on the other end, telling me her cancer was back, and she was terminal. In disbelief, I packed my bags, bought a one-way ticket, and flew straight to New York. I had no other plans except to just be there.

You don’t make plans when you find out your mother is going to ...

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