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What We Hold In Our Hands
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-By Henry Scott-Holland
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
When it's After
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You never really plan for "after", at least I never did. I still don't. I didn't have a plan for how I would exist after my beautiful son was taken away so abruptly. The hospital called us a cab (reminding us several times they don't normally do so) to take us home after spending the night on our knees at Cullen's bedside. I vividly remember that the cab driver had his lunch on the seat next to him in a brown paper bag along with a thermos of coffee.