Uncle Ray’s Full Parking Lot: When Love Arrives Only After Death

normal has become a tragedy.

Normal is being too busy to sit with someone who raised you.

Normal is sending “we should get together soon” texts until “soon” turns into a funeral.

Normal is treating elders like background noise until they disappear.

And then acting shocked when the silence hits.

The pastor’s hands trembled a little.

The letter continued.

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