I’m back at Literary Mama with a new column called Solo, about my life as a solo mother after an unexpected tragedy, about my impending solo life as my 17-year-old prepares to leave the nest, and about my evolution into a solo performance artist. My first column is called, “Solo Means You’re the Star.”
You never expect it to happen. People say this as cameras zoom into their shocked faces: “In an instant, my life changed.” The earthquake, the car accident, the drive-by, the overdose, the proverbial hit-by-a-truck. We say “live for now, it could all end tomorrow.” Yet life goes on, decades pass, and you never expect it to happen to you.
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