“Those we love never truly leave us… There are things that death cannot touch.” ~J.K. Rowling
Growing up, I was glued to my mother’s hip, ready to follow her wherever the world took us.
I used to sleep at her feet on the floor of her law school lecture halls while hundreds of students poured over scores of legal terms and historical court cases.
When I was six, we packed our bags to jet off on her semester abroad in Paris, and at fourteen, I stood beside her as she battled stage III breast cancer.
After my stepfather passed away, …