Remembering Nan 2025

It’s four years to the day and damn near hour (as I write this) that Nan left us.

There’s not a day I don’t miss her.

In the post remembering my dad’s passing I dedicated a poem called Epitaph by Merrit Malloy to both him and Nan.

I’m keeping the post short because it’s hard to keep writing through leaking eyes.

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