When I miss him most… When I can’t figure out something on my phone. Or my laptop. Or any computer or other electronic device. When I see a group of teenage boys walking down the street, especially when they are laughing and appear happy with life. When I see a good-looking blond man. Would he... Continue Reading →
Laying My Son to Rest with Fireworks in the Sky
On Saturday July second we lay my son’s ashes to rest in a lovely cemetery that was designed to feel more like a park than a, well, cemetery. There were several reasons we chose to wait almost four months after his death to do it, although the specific choice of date was both devastating and... Continue Reading →