#8 I see dead people
Growing up as a funeral director’s kid gave me a familiarity and even comfort with death that none of my friends shared, nor wanted to share. Coming in at number eight of my… Continue reading
Growing up as a funeral director’s kid gave me a familiarity and even comfort with death that none of my friends shared, nor wanted to share. Coming in at number eight of my… Continue reading
I grew up in a funeral home, where on any given day maybe 12 feet away from where my siblings and I were eating, watching TV, doing homework, or arguing about whose turn… Continue reading
I grew up in a funeral home, where on any given day maybe 12 feet away from where my siblings and I were eating, watching TV, doing homework, or arguing about whose turn… Continue reading