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It's been a year today since my mother-in-law died. Every time we look at the calendar, we see the date. Nothing's marked on this year's calendar, but we know. And we remember. We remember all the things that we loved about her. All the things she did for us. And all the things about her that drove us crazy. But mostly, we think: it shouldn't have happened. She should still be here.
Her death was not an easy one. Not for her. And not for us. We had to make the decision as to whether to keep treating her and hope she would recover somewhat, or to let her go. After agonizing discussions with specialists, family, and friends, we, decided to let her go. She was my husband's only parent; the last of his family. And we miss her greatly.
Because dancing baby Groot is cute
One thing we all have in common is embarrassing relatives. You'll suffer a cringe-worthy moment at some point in your life -- either on or offline -- courtesy of a family member. Perhaps that's why blogs covering such topics hit such a nerve. We've taken a look at some Tumblr blogs that venera...
This was one of the scariest days of my life. I knew that both of my parents were to cross that bridge at around the same time this happened. Those that jumped into the freezing waters to help those in the crash are some of America's greatest heroes.
Thirty years ago today, Air Florida Flight 90 hit the 14th Street Bridge while taking off from Reagan National Airport. It crashed into the Potomac River, killing all but five of the 79 passengers. Summary | Photos | Video of rescue | The survivors | The skies today
Photo by Charles Pereira (U.S. Park Police)
I desperately need this in my life.