Death: Jason Made Me Grow
“Is there anything I can do for you?” I asked Jason, my twelve-year-old, first born son. “What can you do for me? You just told me I was dying.” I sat on Jason’s bed with him, doing my best to … Read More
“Is there anything I can do for you?” I asked Jason, my twelve-year-old, first born son. “What can you do for me? You just told me I was dying.” I sat on Jason’s bed with him, doing my best to … Read More