This will be Lucie Frost’s first Father’s Day without her dad, who died in January, one of 600,000 taken by COVID. Here are the words that stay with her.
In the spirit of the day set aside for the bond between the species, we are publishing these intimate missives that show even the deepest love has room for improvement and how to properly respond to a doggie high-five.
When trying to turn your life around, help can come in surprising ways from people you barely know. That made all the difference for Lucie Frost.
Lucie Frost had a long, complicated relationship with Sleep, but she really thought they were good together. Sleep had other ideas.
Migraines. They’re an uninvited guest—the awful kind that leaves wet towels on the floor and toast crumbs in the butter dish. If migraines could talk, this is what they’d say.