I Was Baking Pies for Hospice Patients When One Arrived for Me, and I Nearly Passed Out

Grief drove me into the kitchen, where I found comfort I never expected by baking pies for people I would never meet. I never imagined that one day, a pie would arrive for me—and quietly change the course of my life.
When I was sixteen, I watched my entire world disappear in flames. What followed was a grief so deep …

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