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There’s a moment of weightless limbo when you move from one state to another, liquid to gaseous, for example.
Or from independent adult to fatherless child. That moment came for me last Wednesday at 11:35 a.m. when my father died.
By Joanna PirosThere’s a moment of weightless limbo when you move from one state to another, liquid to gaseous, for example.
Or from independent adult to fatherless child. That moment came for me last Wednesday at 11:35 a.m. when my father died.