Rust and Pebbles
A summer of s'mores, syringes, and shaking out what no longer fits on love, legacy, and what we carry when we travel as a medically complex family.
The night before we left for the Bay, I found myself packing syringes next to Minecraft swim suits, her stuffed Funzo, and the shark towel she insists on bringing even when we’re nowhere near water. I stood there a while…