When it was clear that cancer was going to win the battle vs my mom, I got very upset by odd things. One being that since I’m the only child of a single parent, my history was going to die with her. This is why no one should have an only child. When a parent…

My modus operandi was   Kid runs away. I look for said kid on the street. Upon finding said kid, we’d go eat, chat, and I’d finagle an agreement to return. Usually. If said kid refused to return, I’d begrudgingly respect his decision. Knowing that we’d repeat steps 2 and 3 asap.   But Richar…

It feels like forever ago that all of ‘this’ started. Yet the first memories are still vivid. I remember where I was in the Nueva Esperanza dining room when I gave Richar my first hug.   I remember where the huddle of rubber necking kids surrounded Richar’s fight. I still have some of the rocks that…

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