My Parents Left Me in the ICU and Flew to Cancun Until I Saw the Same Name on the Visitor Log Every Night

sits in a place they have decided they are allowed to occupy.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “But I think I will be.”

He nodded. He didn’t rush to fill the silence, which was one of the things I had come to appreciate about him in the limited but significant time I had known him. He understood that some spaces were not meant continue reading …