My name is Carolyn. I’m 71 years old, and six months ago my life was split into “before” and “after.”
My daughter, Darla, and her husband boarded a plane for a work trip, leaving their four children with me for the weekend. The plane never made it. Engine failure. No survivors. Just like that, they were gone.
Suddenly, I became both …
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