I’m Mourning the Life My Daughter Never Got to Live

Photo: Alohaflaminggo / Shutterstock The first playdate was the product of an infant/toddler reading hour at my local library in the fall of 2002. I’d been freshly laid off from a dot-com job that had consumed me. My daughter Ana was 18 months old. I’d been adrift, aimless, caught in the… Read entire story.

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