Remembering My Son

Tomorrow is the last day of the year of "firsts". Holidays have come and gone. What would have been his "twenty-sixth birthday" passed by. None of those special occasions made me think more of the son I lost. He never left my thoughts. He lives there, his memory inside my heart. Let me tell you … Continue reading Remembering My Son



I was in a state of equilibrium. Then the pendulum swung. It swung so far into the darkness There it had seemed to stop. Dark began to settle in, to make itself the norm. But, I would not stay willingly. And so, the pendulum again swung. Its making its way back slowly. Back and forth … Continue reading Pendulum


I miss their hoodies. I used to wear them all the time. Girl ones and boy ones; Usually grey. I treated their shirts as if "what's yours is mine" I'd wear them around the house because I loved their smell. When they got too old for snuggles the sleeves of their shirts felt like a … Continue reading Hoodies