My Grandfather Helps Me Find Myself, Even Though He's Gone
My family isn’t religious, but we have a saying that we do believe in my grandfather. And an essay he wrote about me reminds me to believe in myself.
What I Did This Summer, M. J. Tully, “Oompa”
The Brave Little Toaster
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“The phenomenon of lonely deaths for aging populations echoes in many pockets around the world.”
A quilt made by my great-grandmother became a life preserver when I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder.
Papa left the summer I turned eight. The emotional toll of a wife who blamed him was too much to carry along with the burden of repatriating thousands of Filipino citizens.