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There’s this kid I see almost every afternoon, rolling down the promenade in his motorized wheelchair, bundled up in his shiny black jacket no matter the weather. I didn’t know…

Growing up, my aunt Lila would always watch the planes cut through the sky and say, “One day, I’ll be up there too.” She talked about it for years, but…

I’ll never forget the moment. We were at our usual spot for lunch, one of those places where toddlers can run wild and parents can sort of relax. I was…

That’s my dad in the photo. You can’t see his face too well—he’s covered in dust, sweat, and probably a million thoughts, but I’d recognize that tired slouch anywhere. He’s…

I wasn’t planning on any new additions to the household, especially not before breakfast. But there she was—a tiny, scruffy kitten, paws gripping the bars outside my door, meowing like…

Some mornings, it’s harder to swing my legs out of bed than others. My joints complain, and my energy isn’t what it used to be. But then I remember that…

The whole theater smelled like old carpet and anxiety, but she didn’t seem nervous at all. I watched from the back as she took the stage, her voice stronger than…

I was just trying to mind my business, half-awake on the evening train, when I noticed her. Blonde hair kind of wild, flannel shirt, a canvas bag on her lap,…