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 →
The Vacation Coffee Maker is MINE!
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 →
The Guilt of Grieving
My new, smaller family is on vacation this week. We're visiting old friends, some family, carving out new memories, enjoying ourselves. And I feel guilty as hell about it. I know it's silly, I know it. He's gone, we're still living, it wasn't our fault what happened happened. We have to keep on living, and... Continue Reading →