The Mommy Box

Now THIS is why I love blogging:

Stories like this. It’s a five-part story (keep clicking forward).

Fantastic. I’m still a bit blown away – what a roller-coaster ride. The ending totally took me by surprise. Breathtaking.

Go. Read it.

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5 Responses to The Mommy Box

  1. Lisa says:

    :sob:

    When my uncle was in the AIDS hospice, the one memory sheared into my memory is my big, burly, boiler-maker grandfather tenderly spooning ice chips through my uncle’s shriveled lips, and my grandmother rubbing lotion on his skin to help with the dryness, just like when he was a baby.

    Neither one wearing gloves, or the hazmat-esque outfits the nursing staff insisted on wearing (this was 1988), just two parents caring for their dying child the only way they knew how.

  2. red says:

    Lisa – Argh. Tears in public!!!

  3. Alex says:

    One of the best Blogs on the freaking net. I love Joe.

    Love him.

  4. Alex Nunez says:

    That is one hell of a story, and a wonderfully written one at that. The emotional payoff at the end is something that came completely out of left field.

  5. Joe.My.God. says:

    Sheila, thanks very much for your kind words about The Mommy Box.

    I’m humbled.

    Joe Jervis

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