Romance…with wine
It’s been six years since I lost my son. For six years I’ve been strong, and all of a sudden I’m just so… exhausted. I don’t know why it’s hitting me so hard this particular Mother’s Day weekend. Actually, that’s not true. I know exactly why. I’ve been plugging along fairly consistently for a while.... Continue Reading →
Today is my son’s birthday. If he were still alive, he’d be nineteen. He'd probably be in college, although I have no idea where he might have ended up. Somewhere that has a good computer programming or maybe engineering school, if his interests and abilities at thirteen were any indication. I took the day off.... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, almost exactly a year ago, my family was supposed to fly from Michigan to Louisiana to attend my nephew’s high school graduation. Cue global pandemic and all plans were cancelled. I know; that part isn’t anything new, and it affected literally everyone in the entire world, but it’s important to the... Continue Reading →
As I was updating my website, adding my latest releases (you’ve checked them out, riiiiiight??), I realized holy crap, I haven’t blogged since January! This is significant; March marked five years since my son’s death, and I’ve blogged on that anniversary every year since, until now. I fully expected to feel the need to write... Continue Reading →
I saw this meme recently, and I know they were trying to be funny, but it still hit me right in the feels—and not in a good way. The meme said, “My cousins were one of the reasons my childhood was so awesome, and I feel sorry for people who didn’t have that.” Okay, let’s... Continue Reading →