Lynn Haraldson
For more than 25 years, I've been writing about love, change, grief, and (occasionally) politics, trusting that there is more that unites than divides us.
- By Lynn Haraldson
- Based in United States of America
- Roughly two posts per month
- First post on
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Most recent posts
But hospice is its own kind of limbo, isn’t it? It’s crowded with feelings, but offers no crystal ball to tell us how we’ll feel when that life is actually over.
What creative endeavor do you lose yourself in?
Not surprisingly, many women chose the bear. Also not surprisingly, many men chimed in with their mansplainations about why women were wrong.