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

you loved me, I believe you.

But love without presence is just a feeling.

And feelings don’t pick up prescriptions.

Feelings don’t drive to doctor appointments.

Feelings don’t sit on the porch when the night gets cold and the house feels too empty.

A teenage girl in the back wiped her eyes hard, like she was angry at herself for crying.

A couple older ladies continue reading …