Rising to Breathe Again

| This is the 19th story of Our Life Logs | I watched as my uncle’s casket was lowered into the grave. With him, my dreams buried forever. I must have fainted because when I came to, the burial ceremony was already complete.  This one man–who showed me that much affection I needed–just died. All the dreams he shared with me, paying my tuition fee … Continue reading Rising to Breathe Again