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By Sarah E. Murphy August 7. My parents’ 65th wedding anniversary. My mother died in October 2025, a decade after my father, so it’s the first time they’re able to celebrate together since 2015. Conflicted, I found myself hoping this day would eventually come while helplessly watching my mother decline from dementia over the past…
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By Sarah E. Murphy It’s been two years since I swam in the ocean. Three since I swam at my neighborhood beach, Falmouth Heights. It’s foreign to even type those words. Swimming is one of the things that once made me feel like me, and the ocean played an integral role in the life I…
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By Sarah E. Murphy It’s May, and another performative month is nearing an end. Mental Health “Awareness.” Even the name is lame. We need more than patronizing awareness in this country; we need action, empathy, support, and resources that are affordable, accessible, and stigma-free. The same goes for menopausal care and women’s health, but America…


