The worst thing about losing him… I do it again every single morning. There is no forward, there is no past. There is only that one day, a single moment.

Another day. Not a great one. Sad, frustrated, lost… When will COVID end? I’m so sick of it. I want to hug Mama and Daddy. I want to sit at their dinner table and talk. I want to help Mama with dishes. I want to hug my sisters, and Jeorgia and Dani. I want to […]

Anger. Oh boy. Almost everything makes me angry. My older sister wrote me a nice long email full of “helpful” grief information. Literally page after page. But the only thing my heart locked onto was the phrase that after something terrible happens the world beats a path to your door for five minutes. And my […]