“Staring over him in the dim light of a side lamp, my tired eyes traced along the path of faint, yet emerging, lines etched around his equally-tired eyes. They'd become a permanent reminder of his ever-smiling face, and I wished–even… — Jodi LaPalm Copy Share Image
“Would he really want us here...forever? Because forever was what I was thinking when I agreed to move. I never would have done it,… — Jodi LaPalm Copy Share Image
“I'm not the same person I was before, and I am deathly afraid I will never be her again...” — Jodi LaPalm Copy Share Image
“He pulled me toward him, and all I could do was stand there with arms at my sides and head against his chest. Broken,… — Jodi LaPalm Copy Share Image
“The moment-when I could no longer face myself in the mirror-wasn't easily explained; nor was the oppressive misery I experienced once I finally became… — Jodi LaPalm Copy Share Image
“Staring over him in the dim light of a side lamp, my tired eyes traced along the path of faint, yet emerging, lines etched… — Jodi LaPalm Copy Share Image
