The Brood: Fly Me to the Moon

by Holly Mohr Grief has been taking me by surprise lately. For months, I barely felt anything at all, except maybe anger. I figured I had already done my grieving, that I’d been grieving since 2003. Much to my surprise, I broke down the other day. It was a regular Tuesday, an hour or soContinue reading “The Brood: Fly Me to the Moon”