I look at pictures like this often. Sitting in my office are various pictures from Picture People of the kids. They died on Thursday May 8, 2014, we were scheduled for that Saturday for the 2014 Picture People pictures. I pulled out boxes from the attic that very morning promising Bella the next day we would figure out the outfits. It never happened. That among a million other things got added to the list of the things that never would be.
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40. You would have been 40.
After a death, there are many points in the calendar that will speak of the passage of time. Birthdays are one of them.
Continue readingDistractions via surgery and fireworks
It is new years day, 2020, and a helluva couple of weeks.
Continue readingSurgery, Christmas, and brain wonkiness
Yeah, I know, that is a variable title that pretty much sums up the present right now.
Continue readingI never got to say goodbye…
I was doing “well,” which is always a relative term with me this past weekend. I had a long hard day yesterday, and we settled into watch a couple shows to defrag, one of which was Call the Midwife.
Continue readingIt would have been 5th grade
Time has not eased moments like these. They said it would. They lied.
Continue readingThe power of sharing your story
I never knew I was able to, or, for that matter, had a gift for public speaking until I spoke to an over-flowing church for Jesse and Maribella’s memorial. After, many people commented and said, you are really good at that, especially under the circumstances, which got me thinking.
Continue readingFinding beauty within the pain
The dreaded marker of five years has come and gone.
Continue readingFive F*^&ing Years
It is completely surreal to me that it has been this long…
Continue readingUnraveling and re-raveling
It is the only way I can describe how I am feeling right now. There are many parts unraveling at varying speeds, whilst, others, are following behind and re-raveling to keep my sanity intact.
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