Fragments in Color
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Fragments in Color

Why We Must Be Brave

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Within one year, my father died, and I left my husband. I sometimes forget how I lost the two most significant male figures in my life so quickly. So unexpectedly.

I thought my dad would live until… forever. And I thought my marriage would also. But my dad didn’t see his 70th birthday, and I left my husband after four years. I’ve learned that nothing is forever.




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Nisha Mody

Nisha Mody

Writer. Feminist Healing Coach. Librarian. Cat Mom. I write about healing & justice. Read more at and hear me on my podcast, MigrAsians.

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