No, this isn’t about David’s birthday—it’s about my birthday, March 28, and everyone else who will have a birthday without David by their side. Today, I realized as I was…
I sit in the dark at 3:00 a.m. PST, listening to the rain and wind tear and spatter at the shingles upon the rooftop. The room is mildly familiar after…
Time is a funny thing. We never have enough of it. Or maybe time is going by too slow. Maybe it was the nick of time, time after time, or…
A Letter to My Godson: to be carried to him by the gentle winds of love. Hi Bet, you awake? It’s a boy. I’m going to name him David Vincent….
I tried. I tried to leave this blog alone… But it keeps pulling me back. Went a couple months without reading. As previously mentioned, I have been trying to put…
Yeah… I am not so sure about that just yet. I wish I had an official timeline for this wound. At least then I would be able to point to…
This trip to Colorado has found a way to extend itself with weather conditions, canceled flights, snow drifts technically eating caravans, and tiny perks and benefits that indicated that we…