Hope smells like rotting grapefruits. I’d smelled it before, as Pedro and I shuffled around Elven Long on our daily exercise laps. The first time I smelled it, I joked with him, “It stinks just like the gymnasium did when you guys sold fruit last year!” He looked at me… Read more“Hope (and the Inspire Me Mondays Link Up)”
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Answers Before I Call
Pedro’s cancer relapsed one month after he went into remission—he went from a healthy-looking sick guy to a walking skeleton in three short weeks. The day a bed on University of California, San Francisco’s cancer ward opened up, Pedro’s wedding ring fell off when he stood up. After a series… Read more“Answers Before I Call”
Dancing With Elvis and Scaring Ivy
I met Ivy the week Pedro’s hospital room started to heat up like an oven in the late summer sun. Finally, we couldn’t stand it any more, and I went to a mom and pop general store down the street and purchased some duct tape and purloined blankets from the… Read more“Dancing With Elvis and Scaring Ivy”
