Sue Hinkle
May I know whose hand I’m in
On September 18th, we lost my grandma to pancreatic cancer. She was diagnosed back in July, and even though we knew that death was coming, it still felt very sudden. This past Saturday, we laid her to rest in Richland, WA, and then celebrated her life during a 2-hour service at the church she had…
A sense of home
My grandma has lived in the same house for 57 years. Fifty-seven. She spent the entirety of her marriage there. She raised her children there, from infancy to adulthood. Her kids, her grandkids, and her great-grandkids have eaten in that same kitchen, swam in that same pool, and sat on that same front porch. She…
Reminded
First things first, thanks to everyone who has called/texted/written to make sure I’m okay. I am not dedicated enough to go to a midnight showing of any movie, let alone a Batman one – and in fact, I wasn’t even in Colorado on the night of the shooting. I am very much okay, aside from…