“We agreed that when it was time for me to leave, we’d say our final goodbyes. I could tell she was worried about me. I said, ‘It’s okay, Mom. I’ve prepared myself for this.’”
“When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally
Lets me free
Will I be ready?”
“I called my brother and sister to get their take on the situation and we all agreed it was a good idea to gather and support our parents ASAP. I booked a plane ticket and 36 hours later, I was on my way to the motherland.”
“Our last trip to the US was cra-zay. I barely even have the energy to tell the story.”
“For as long as I can remember, my sister and I have been fans of over-the-top photos. Our Glamour Shot from 1991 is proof of that.”
“Before heading to my parents’ house, Hilary and I drove to Oakland to hit up a marijuana dispensary, as you do. Mom was out of CBD oil and her appetite was almost non-existent, so we hoped to find something to remedy that.”
“This is your brain.
This is your brain on drugs.
“Before I left California a few weeks ago, I gave my mom a small journal to write in.”
“My mom, dad, sister and I are in the waiting room at the oncologist’s office. I’ve just flown in from Paris.”