Jim

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This was the first time that I had met my neighbor Barb after the incident, and I held on to her, and I didn’t let go. I sobbed so deeply with love and gratitude from every cell in my body, from my soul, from my entire family. This now was the most vulnerable and profoundly thankful I had felt since the incident. Barb broke down, too, crying into my shoulder, as Ava, the angel I was living for, wrapped her wings around both of us.
My Next Breath: A Memoir
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