The Lingering of Loss
«She’d found out she had leukemia right about when I started trying to get pregnant. Her cells divided. My cells divided. Our selves divided.» A gem from pre-pandemic times. Jill Lepore’s beautiful, slow-paced reflections on friendship, on life, and death.
From Weekly Filet #377, in January 2022.
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