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"Not until the last tree has died; Not until the last river has been poisoned; Not until the last fish has been caught, will we realize we can't eat money." 19th Century Cree Indian
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Adam Sun Hope Sanctuary
Since the death of my precious son, Adam, my priorities have changed. I realize that I have been selfish, foolish, and delusional. I am ob...
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My Greatest Joy, my biggest failure On January 11, 1982, 9:00 a.m., in a room full of hippies, I gave birth to a beautiful boy, Chandis Ad... -
Adam Sun was my rock. He was a daily, joyous, presence. I miss his phone calls and his excited and cheerful personality. My son is dancing... -
Since the murder of my kitten, Lucky in 1966, I have been morbidly curious about death. In my dark bedroom I imagined laying in a coffin,...
