I Woke Up From Surgery Alone And Learned My Children Had Been Left On A Porch

to no one but me. That version of alone I’ve learned to carry without much difficulty.

The second kind is different. That’s the kind you discover only after you believed you weren’t alone, and then found out, all at once, that you were.

Margaret had made pot roast. I don’t know exactly when, but it was already on the stove by the time I came through continue reading …