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The Therapeutic Bookshelf, Jos (2026)

04/06/2026

We spent a year planning the wedding. We spent zero minutes planning the marriage. This book is for people who want to reverse those numbers.

Gary Chapman is a name you know. He wrote The 5 Love Languages, the book that taught millions of us that we say "I love you" in different dialects. But before that book became a phenomenon, Chapman was a counselor. For over forty-five years, he has sat across from couples who are miserable, exhausted, and wondering how they ended up here. Again and again, he heard the same thing: I wish I had known.

Things I Wish I'd Known Before We Got Married is the list. Twelve wishes. Twelve conversations you should have before you say "I do." It is short. It is practical. It is not romantic, which is exactly why it is romantic. Romance is the fire. This book is the fire extinguisher. You hope you never need it. You are very, very glad it is there.

Chapman writes with the calm authority of someone who has seen it all. He is not cynical. He is not jaded. He still believes in marriage. He just believes that marriage is not a mystery you stumble into. It is a skill you learn. Like cooking. Like playing an instrument. Like anything else that matters. You wouldn't perform a concerto without practicing. Why would you perform a lifetime commitment without preparation?

The book covers the big things: how to handle money, how to handle in-laws, how to handle conflict, how to handle s*x, how to handle chores, how to handle the fact that you will change and so will they. Each chapter is a short, direct, almost deceptively simple conversation starter. Chapman does not give you the answers. He gives you the questions. The rest is up to you.

Twelve Things I took away:

1. You are not marrying the person you think you are. You are marrying the person they will become. And they are marrying the person you will become. The question is: do you like the direction?

2. Love is a choice, not a feeling. Feelings come and go. The choice to act with kindness, respect, and commitment, that is what lasts. Chapman says this early and often. Do not miss it.

3. You will have disagreements. The question is how. Every couple fights. Healthy couples fight differently. They fight fair. They stay on topic. They do not name-call. They do not bring up the past. They fight to understand, not to win.

4. Apologizing is a skill. So is forgiving. Most people are bad at both. Chapman gives you the scripts. Use them. "I was wrong. I am sorry. Please forgive me." That is not weakness. That is strength.

5. Your in-laws are not the enemy. But they are not the primary relationship either. Leave and cleave. Honor your parents. But build your marriage first. If you have to choose, choose your spouse. Every time.

6. Money is not about math. It is about meaning. Fights about money are rarely about the number. They are about security, freedom, control, and fear. Talk about those things. Not just the budget.

7. S*x is not automatic. It is a conversation. Before marriage, talk about expectations. After marriage, keep talking. What feels good? What does not? What has changed? Silence is the enemy of intimacy.

8. Chores are not trivial. They are a battleground. Who does what? Who notices what needs to be done? Who carries the mental load? These conversations are not unromantic. They are essential.

9. You will change. They will change. Plan for it. The person you marry at twenty-five is not the person you will live with at forty-five. That is not a problem. That is life. Talk about how you will grow together instead of apart.

10. Children change everything. Not just your schedule. Your identity. Your marriage. Your sleep. Your s*x life. Your patience. Talk about parenting before you are parents. And then keep talking.

11. Fun is not optional. It is maintenance. The couples who last are the ones who still laugh together. Still play together. Still date each other. Do not let the urgent crowd out the important.

12. You cannot fix your spouse. You can only love them. Chapman's final lesson. You are not a therapist. You are not a savior. You are a partner. Love them where they are. Grow together. Or do not. But do not marry a project.

"Most people spend far more time in preparation for their vocation than they do in preparation for marriage. Yet marriage is the most significant human relationship they will ever have."

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04/06/2026

There is no such thing as a bad child. There are only children whose needs you haven't figured out yet.

Dr. Billy Garvey has spent over twenty years at one of the world's most prestigious pediatric hospitals. He has seen the exhausted parents. The screaming toddlers. The sullen teenagers. The families who have tried everything and are running out of hope. And he has a message that sounds almost too simple to be true: you don't have to be perfect. You just have to show up.

Ten Things I Wish You Knew About Your Child's Mental Health is not a textbook. It is not a collection of worksheets or a behavior modification manual. It is a conversation. A warm, practical, deeply reassuring conversation with a doctor who has been in the trenches and wants to share what he has learned. The book is short. You can read it in an afternoon. You will return to it for years.

Garvey's central argument is that behavior is communication. Every tantrum. Every meltdown. Every slammed door and tearful refusal to get out of bed. These are not manipulations. They are messages. Your child is not trying to make you angry. Your child is trying to tell you something they do not have the words for. Your job is not to punish the behavior. Your job is to decode the message.

This reframe changes everything. When you see a tantrum as a communication instead of an attack, your own nervous system settles. You stop taking it personally. You start getting curious. And curiosity, not control, not consequences, not rewards, is the foundation of connection.

The book covers ten essential topics: understanding behavior, building connection, validating emotions, setting boundaries, managing anxiety, building resilience, encouraging self-esteem, navigating the teenage years, knowing when to seek help, and taking care of yourself as a parent. Each chapter is short, practical, and filled with examples. Garvey writes like he talks: warm, funny, never judgmental. He has seen it all. He is not shocked by anything. He just wants to help.

One of the most valuable chapters is about the difference between praise and encouragement. Praise ("you're so smart") focuses on innate traits and can create fear of failure. Encouragement ("you worked so hard on that") focuses on effort and builds resilience. Small shift. Massive impact.

Another chapter explains why "calm down" never works. Because when a child is dysregulated, their thinking brain is offline. You cannot reason with a brain that is not listening to reason. What works? Co-regulation. Staying calm yourself. Offering a hug. Sitting nearby. Waiting. The nervous system learns from another nervous system. You cannot talk a child out of a meltdown. You can breathe them through it.

Garvey also addresses the guilt parents carry. The missed moments. The yelled words. The times you lost your temper and said something you regret. His response: repair. Go back. Apologize. Say "I should not have spoken to you that way. I was frustrated. That was not your fault. I love you." Repair is not erasing the mistake. Repair is teaching your child that relationships can survive mistakes. That is more valuable than never making them.

Ten Things from the book's heart:

1. Behavior is communication. Stop asking "how do I stop this behavior?" Start asking "what is my child trying to tell me?"

2. Connection before correction. A child who feels safe and seen is a child who can hear you. If they cannot hear you, no correction will land.

3. Name it to tame it. When your child is overwhelmed, help them name the emotion. "I see you are really angry right now." The naming helps the brain organize the feeling. The feeling becomes less scary.

4. All feelings are allowed. All behaviors are not. You can be angry. You cannot hit. You can be sad. You cannot break things. The distinction is everything.

5. Your child's nervous system learns from yours. If you want a calm child, you have to be the calm. Not fake calm. Real calm. Regulate yourself first. Always.

6. Praise the effort, not the outcome. "You worked so hard" builds resilience. "You're so smart" builds fear of failure. Choose carefully.

7. Repair is not failure. Repair is teaching. You will mess up. Every parent does. Go back. Apologize. Connect. That is not damage. That is the lesson.

8. The teenage brain is under construction. Your teenager is not giving you a hard time. They are having a hard time. Their prefrontal cortex is literally not finished. Patience is not indulgence. It is neuroscience.

9. You cannot pour from an empty cup. Parent guilt is real. But you taking care of yourself is not selfish. It is the foundation of your child's security. Rest. Ask for help. You matter too.

10. There is no such thing as a bad child. Only children who need something they are not getting. Your job is to figure out what. Not to label. Not to punish. To figure out. And you can. You already love them enough. That is where it starts.

Your child does not need you to be perfect. They need you to be present. Present is a choice. Perfect is a myth. Choose present.

Buy this book. Read it in one sitting. Then put it on your nightstand. You will reach for it again. On the hard mornings. After the meltdown. When you have yelled and regret it and do not know what to do next. Dr. Garvey will not be there in person. But his voice will be. Kind. Calm. Certain. Reminding you: there is no such thing as a bad child. And no such thing as a bad parent who keeps trying. Keep trying. That is the whole thing. That is enough.

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Always remember that everything happens for a reason.

04/06/2026

I used to think "gentle parenting" meant never saying no. Then I met a seven-year-old who had never heard the word. He screamed at his mother in a restaurant. She apologized to him. He threw a fork. She explained his feelings to him. He threw a second fork. She asked him to "use his words." He used one. I will not write it here.

That child is not bad. That child is lost. And Leonard Sax's The Collapse of Parenting is the most uncomfortable book I have read as a parent, because it makes me realize: I helped create that child. Not that specific child. But the culture that produced him. The culture where parents are afraid of their own children. Where "no" feels like abuse. Where explaining is supposed to replace discipline. Where we have decided that being liked is more important than being respected.

Sax is a family physician and psychologist with thirty years of experience. He is not a fire-breathing traditionalist telling you to beat your kids. He is not a gentle parenting guru telling you to never raise your voice. He is a clinician who has watched the data get worse, depression, anxiety, su***de rates, inability to focus, inability to fail, inability to sit with discomfort, and he has traced it back to one thing: parents stopped parenting.

The book's thesis is simple, brutal, and (I think) correct. We have treated our children like grown-ups. We ask their opinions on everything. We negotiate bedtimes. We let them have phones because "everyone else does." We check their homework for them because we cannot stand to see them struggle. We have confused "respecting their feelings" with "never frustrating them." And the result is a generation of kids who cannot tolerate a single no, a single bored moment, a single minute without a screen.

Sax does not blame parents. He blames a culture that has undermined parental authority at every turn, schools that punish parents for disciplining, media that portrays dads as buffoons, a legal system that treats normal parenting as suspect. But he also calls parents to account. You are the adult. You are not your child's friend. Your job is not to make them happy. Your job is to make them capable. Happiness comes after. Not before.

The chapters on screens are worth the price alone. Sax is not anti-technology. He is anti-phone-before-high-school, anti-social-media-for-children, anti- "but everyone has one." He shows the data on sleep deprivation, attention fragmentation, and social comparison. He shows how screen time rewires the developing brain for anxiety and impulsivity. He does not mince words: giving a child a smartphone before they can regulate their emotions is like giving them a car before they can drive. Dangerous. Avoidable. And yet we all do it because we are tired of fighting.

The chapter on humility is the most surprising. Sax argues that we have stopped teaching children that they are not the center of the universe. We celebrate their every scribble. We tell them they can be anything. We never ask them to serve, to defer, to listen, to learn from someone older. The result is children who cannot take criticism, cannot lose a game, cannot handle being wrong. Humility, Sax argues, is not self-abasement. It is accuracy. You are not the best at everything. You are not always right. Learning that early is freedom. Learning it at twenty-two is a crisis.

Three Lessons:

1. Your child does not need you to be their friend. They need you to be their parent.
Friends validate. Parents guide. Friends agree. Parents set limits. Your child has plenty of friends. They have one set of parents. When you try to be their friend, you abandon them to the tyranny of their own impulses. Children want limits. They test them to make sure they are real. Be real.

2. The most loving word you can say is no.
Not all the time. Not cruelly. But clearly. No, you cannot have a phone at nine. No, you cannot quit the team mid-season. No, you cannot talk to me that way. No is not rejection. No is a wall. Children need walls. Walls make them feel safe. A world without walls is just open space. Open space is terrifying.

3. Screens are not neutral. They are a force. You must be a stronger force.
Sax is clear: you cannot compete with TikTok. You cannot out-fun an algorithm designed by thousands of engineers to capture attention. You can only set limits. And hold them. And hold them again. And again. It is exhausting. Do it anyway. Your child's brain is worth the fight.

Read this book if you are tired. Read it if you are unsure. Read it if you are doing everything right and still feel like something is wrong. Sax will not make you feel good. He will make you think. Then he will make you act. That is what parenting is. Not feeling good. Acting anyway. For them.

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03/06/2026

I spent thirty years trying to be perfect. Then I realized: no one I admired was. The people I love most are messy. They lose their tempers. They say the wrong thing. They show up late. They have cellulite and self-doubt and closets they don't open when company comes over. I don't love them despite these things. I love them because of them. Their imperfections make them real. Their realness makes them safe. And yet.

And yet I spent decades trying to be the opposite. Controlled. Polished. Unflappable. The kind of person who has a matching dish set and never raises her voice and definitely does not cry at work. I thought perfection was the goal. I thought perfection was the armor. I thought if I could just be flawless enough, no one would ever leave. No one would ever criticize. No one would ever see the mess underneath and walk away.

Brené Brown wrote I Thought It Was Just Me (but it isn't) long before she became a household name. This is early Brown. Rawer. Less polished. Before the TED talks and the Netflix specials and the millions of followers. She was just a researcher trying to understand shame. And what she found changed everything.

The book is built on hundreds of interviews. Brown talked to women (and some men) about the things they were most ashamed of. Their bodies. Their parenting. Their careers. Their finances. Their secret failures. The things they would never, ever tell a soul. And she discovered something remarkable: almost everyone felt this way. Almost everyone was hiding. Almost everyone thought they were the only one.

The shame is not the problem. The silence is.

When we hide our struggles, we feel alone. When we feel alone, we feel broken. When we feel broken, we try harder to be perfect. The perfectionism is not the solution. It is the symptom. It is the exhausting, endless attempt to earn our way out of shame.

Brown's alternative is radical in its simplicity: courage. Not the courage to be perfect. The courage to be seen. To tell someone the truth about your struggle. To say "I am not okay" and let them stay. To risk rejection in exchange for connection. The people who do this, she found, are not the ones with the least shame. They are the ones with the most resilience. They have learned that shame dies when spoken. That connection is the antidote. That you cannot belong to anyone if you refuse to be known.

Five Lessons from I Thought It Was Just Me:

1. Shame needs three things to survive: secrecy, silence, and judgment.
Take away any one of those, and shame begins to die. Tell someone. Break the silence. Refuse to judge yourself (and others) for being human. Shame cannot survive in the light. Bring it there.

2. Perfectionism is not the same as healthy striving.
Healthy striving says: I want to do better because I value excellence. Perfectionism says: I need to be perfect because if I am not, I will be rejected. One is about growth. The other is about fear. One leads to joy. The other leads to exhaustion. Learn the difference.

3. Empathy is the antidote to shame. But empathy requires vulnerability.
You cannot offer empathy to someone else if you cannot tolerate your own pain. You cannot receive empathy if you refuse to let anyone see you struggle. The courage to be vulnerable is the courage to be human. It is also the courage to connect.

4. The people who love you want to see you. Not the edited version.
Brown's research found that the most shame-resilient people were not the ones who had the least to be ashamed of. They were the ones who believed, deeply, that they were worthy of connection. Not because they were perfect. Because they were human. You do not have to earn love. You just have to let it in.

5. "I thought it was just me" are the most powerful words in the world.
When you say them, you give someone permission to say them back. You build a bridge. You end the isolation. The shame that felt so personal, so unique, so damning, turns out, it is just the human condition. You are not alone. You never were. You just thought you were.

Remember:
"If you put shame in a petri dish, it needs three things to grow exponentially: secrecy, silence, and judgment. If you put the same amount of shame in a petri dish and douse it with empathy, it can't survive."

BOOK: https://amzn.to/3RMEP8e

03/06/2026

My grandmother died twelve years ago. I still smell her perfume in empty rooms.

Not every day. Not even every month. But sometimes, in a hallway, in a car, in a moment when I am not expecting anything, there it is. Chanel No. 5. A scent she wore. A scent no one else in my life wears. I have no explanation. I have stopped looking for one.

Bill and Judy Guggenheim have spent decades collecting stories like mine. Hello from Heaven is the result of seven years of research and more than 3,300 firsthand accounts of After-Death Communication (ADC), the spontaneous experience of feeling contacted by a loved one who has died. This is not a book about séances. Not about mediums. Not about anything you pay for or summon or try to control. These are ordinary people, grieving parents, widowed spouses, bereaved children, who, in the midst of their ordinary lives, received something they can only describe as a message from beyond.

The book is organized by type of communication. Dreams. Visions. Audible voices. Tactile sensations (a hand on the shoulder, a weight on the bed). Smells. Electrical phenomena (lights flickering, clocks stopping). Appearances of animals (a cardinal, a butterfly, a white feather in an impossible place). Each chapter is filled with short, first-person accounts from people who were skeptical before it happened to them.

The Guggenheims are careful not to overstate. They are researchers, not evangelists. They do not claim to have proven life after death. They claim to have documented a phenomenon that millions of people have experienced, often in secret, afraid of being judged. The book's greatest gift is permission: permission to believe your own experience. Permission to tell someone that you felt your mother's presence. Permission to stop wondering if you are crazy.

The accounts themselves are remarkably consistent across cultures, ages, and religious backgrounds. People describe the same sensations. The same emotions. The same sense of overwhelming peace. The same message from the deceased: I am okay. I am still here. I love you.

Is this proof? No. Could it be the brain's way of comforting itself during grief? Possibly. The Guggenheims acknowledge this. They also point out that many of these experiences happen to people who did not know their loved one had died, a mother who feels her son's presence at the exact moment of his death, miles away. A child who sees her father in a dream the night before anyone tells her he is gone. These are harder to explain. The Guggenheims do not explain them. They just present them. Let the reader decide.

Five Lessons from Hello from Heaven:

1. Grief is not a straight line. Neither is connection.
Many of these accounts happen years after the death. Not right away. Not when you are desperately waiting. When you least expect it. The Guggenheims suggest that the deceased may need time to learn how to communicate, or that the living need time to be ready to receive. Either way, the message is: do not give up. Connection may come later than you hoped. That does not mean it will not come.

2. The form of the communication matters less than the feeling.
A flickering light. A dream. A sudden warmth. A butterfly landing on your hand. Skeptics will dismiss these as coincidence. The people who experienced them do not care. The feeling, of peace, of love, of reassurance, is real. That feeling is the message. The form is just the envelope.

3. Children often see what adults cannot.
The book includes many accounts of young children reporting visits from deceased relatives. Children do not know they are supposed to be skeptical. They just describe what they see. The consistency across these accounts is striking. The Guggenheims suggest that children may be more open to these experiences because they have not yet been taught to dismiss them.

4. You do not need to understand something to be comforted by it.
This is the book's most practical lesson. You do not have to resolve the theological or scientific questions. You do not have to convince anyone else. If you felt your father's presence, you felt it. That is enough. Take the comfort. Leave the debate.

5. Love does not end. It changes form.
Every account in this book carries the same underlying message. The deceased are not gone. They are different. They still love you. They want you to keep living. They are proud of you. They are sorry for the ways they failed. They are at peace. Whether you believe these are actual communications or just the mind's way of healing itself, the message is the same: love continues. That is not nothing. That is everything.

Read this if you are grieving. Read this if you have ever felt something you could not explain. Read this if you need permission to believe that the butterfly on your windowsill might be more than a butterfly. Read this with an open heart. Close the book. Go outside. Pay attention. You never know who might be trying to say hello.

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03/06/2026

She couldn't run for sixty seconds. She had to start somewhere.

Nita Sweeney was forty-nine years old, chronically depressed, occasionally manic, and hadn't exercised in decades. Her body felt like a prison. Her mind felt like a war zone. Her dog, a yellow lab named Bella, just wanted to go outside. So Nita put on shoes. She walked. Then she jogged for thirty seconds. Then she walked. Then she jogged again. That was not a workout. That was a lifeline. She just didn't know it yet.

Depression Hates a Moving Target is a memoir about running. It is also a memoir about mental illness, marriage, aging, and the quiet desperation of waking up every day to a brain that does not want you to be happy. Nita Sweeney has bipolar disorder. She has spent decades on medication, in therapy, in bed, in the dark. Running did not cure her. She is clear about this. Running gave her something to hold onto. And sometimes, when you are drowning, that is enough.

The book follows her journey from those first wobbly sixty-second jogs to the finish line of a full marathon. The marathon is not the point. The point is everything that happens between the first step and the last. The mornings she did not want to get out of bed. The days her legs felt like concrete. The voice in her head that said you can't, you're not a runner, you're not anything. The small, stubborn act of lacing up her shoes anyway.

Sweeney writes with an unsentimental clarity. She does not romanticize suffering. She does not pretend that running is magic. She describes her panic attacks, her manic episodes, her husband's patient love, her therapist's steady guidance. She describes the way her body felt foreign and then, slowly, less foreign. The way the pavement became a kind of prayer. The way her dog looked at her with absolute faith that she could do it. That faith became contagious.

Five Lessons from Depression Hates a Moving Target

1. Start where you are, not where you wish you were.
Sweeney could not run for sixty seconds. So she ran for thirty. That was not shameful. That was honest. The hardest part of any journey is accepting your actual starting point. Not the one you tell people about. The real one. Start there.

2. Motion is medicine, not magic.
Running did not cure Nita's bipolar disorder. She stayed on her medication. She kept going to therapy. But the running added something that nothing else could: a sense of agency. She was not just a patient. She was an athlete. That identity shift mattered. Motion did not fix her. It reminded her she was still alive.

3. The voice that says "you can't" is not the truth. It is just a voice.
Depression lies. It tells you that you are weak, that you will fail, that there is no point in trying. Sweeney learned to hear that voice without obeying it. She laced up her shoes while the voice screamed. She ran while the voice whispered. She finished while the voice went silent. The voice is not you. The voice is the illness. Ignore it.

4. Accountability is oxygen.
Bella needed to go outside. That simple fact got Nita out of bed on days when nothing else would. Find your Bella. A running partner. A coach. A friend who texts you. A calendar you do not want to break. Accountability is not weakness. It is the structure that holds you up when you cannot hold yourself.

5. You do not have to believe you can do it. You just have to start.
Nita did not believe she could run a marathon. Not for most of the training. She did it anyway. The belief came after the action, not before. That is the secret. You do not need confidence. You need shoes. You need a door. You need one step. The rest follows or it does not. But you will not know until you start.

Nita Sweeney is not a born runner. She is a made one. That is more inspiring. That is more true. That is for the rest of us.

BOOK: https://amzn.to/43c0EAE

03/06/2026

My mother has been dead for three years. I still have her Tupperware. Not because I need it. Because getting rid of it feels like getting rid of her. That is the door Plum Johnson walks through on page one, except her door is twenty-three rooms, six decades, and one ninety-three-year-old mother who was, by all accounts, impossible to love and impossible to abandon.

They Left Us Everything is not a grief memoir. Not exactly. It is a stuff memoir. Johnson and her three brothers have to empty the family home after their cantankerous, fiercely independent mother finally dies. The father went years earlier, senile, gentle, absent in a different way. Now it is just the house. And the house is a character. A villain. A time capsule. A tomb.

Johnson writes with a voice that knows how to laugh at pain. Her mother was a Southern belle transplanted to a small town on Lake Ontario, a woman who loved tennis and gin gimlets and could not stand being told what to do. Her father was British, disciplined, quiet, a man who probably should have married someone softer. They fought. They stayed together. They filled their home with antiques, oxygen tanks, mismatched china, letters, photographs, and the accumulated weight of fifty years of not talking about what actually mattered.

The memoir moves room by room. Attic. Basement. Kitchen. Each space triggers a memory, and each memory forces Johnson to revise what she thought she knew about her parents. She finds evidence of her mother's loneliness. Her father's hidden tenderness. The ways they loved each other that did not look like love but were. The book is not about uncovering terrible secrets. It is about uncovering ordinary ones. The kind every family has. The kind you do not see until the house is empty and you have nowhere to hide.

Three Lessons (from the leftovers):

1. The stuff is not the story. The story is why they kept the stuff.
Johnson spends months sorting through her parents' belongings. She finds receipts from 1962. A lock of hair. A postcard never sent. None of it matters for its own sake. What matters is what each object reveals. about her mother's fears, her father's silences, the marriage they built from two different languages of love. The stuff is just evidence. The story is the verdict.

2. You cannot understand your parents until you stop needing them to be perfect.
This is the heart of the book. Johnson spent her whole life frustrated by her mother's prickliness, her father's distance. Only after they were gone, and only after sorting through the physical remnants of their lives, did she start to see them as people. Not parents. People. Flawed, tired, doing their best people. That shift took decades. It took a house full of junk. It was worth every minute.

3. Grief and relief are not opposites. They are roommates.
Johnson and her brothers feel it throughout the book: the guilt of relief. Their mother was ninety-three. She was difficult. She required constant care. When she died, they were sad. They were also free. The book does not resolve this tension. It just sits in it. That is the most honest thing about it. You can love someone and be glad they are gone. You can miss someone and be glad the hard part is over. Both things are true. Both things are allowed.

Read this if you have ever cleaned out a dead parent's house. Read this if you are dreading cleaning out a living parent's house. Read this if you want to laugh and cry on the same page, sometimes at the same sentence. Plum Johnson wrote a memoir about letting go. It will make you want to hold on tighter. To the stories. To the people. Even to the Tupperware.

BOOK: https://amzn.to/4vtoy6P

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