On my previous post, I discussed my inheritance of my mother’s lifelong collection of personal journals and diaries spanning from when she was a sixteen-year-old mother all the way until she died of liver cancer in her mid-seventies.
Sometimes we lose people even before they pass. An interesting life nonetheless.
Mahalo for sharing this.
Thanks for reading!
Sometimes we lose people even before they pass. An interesting life nonetheless.
Mahalo for sharing this.
Thanks for reading!