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My mother used to tell me as a child, “You must make decisions and act on them. Don’t wait for the time to be right, because you could end up waiting your whole life.” I wish she had taken her own advice before it was too late. It was a clear cool fall morning and the wind was whistling through the maple trees behind my shabby apartment building. Standing on the frail wooden balcony, I took in the fresh air and closed my eyes. Autumn has always reminded me of my mother’s rhubarb, crisp claret...

There was a time when I was happy. It’s the simple things I remember like Georgia peaches, Thanksgiving dinners, and crisp morning air in the Rockies. Happiness to me are things… different things compiled throughout my lifetime. They are a book that is the tale of my life. The final chapter of that book is entitled “Clare”. It was a Tuesday night when Death hung up her coat at Clare’s house. We were supposed to go to a ceramics workshop and then have a late dinner at the pizzeria across from ...