18 years

18 years ago I had no idea this would be the last email or note I would receive from my mom. She died 20 short, but very long, days later. May is still an incredibly hard month for me because it signifies the beginning of the end to the life I’d always known. It aggressively [...]


Grief is tricky bastard. It comes in furious waves that threaten to drown you in moments of unimaginable sorrow and pain before it quietly rolls back, giving you a chance to breathe once again. The sharp inhale as you catch your breath serves as a reminder that one day the waves will gently roll by [...]