Blog.

Good Grief

Violet smiled the other day and I saw my brother, Andrew, in her smile. Also, like him, she has a wicked sense of humor. Georgia has a...

The Power of Twenty-eight

May 1st was the 28th heavenversary of my brother Andrew’s death. To the average person reading this, you might think, “Man…that’s a long...

High Need for Closure

I like closure and these last 24-months refuse to go away. I don’t like things being drawn out, I need them buttoned up and dealt with so...

Dear Papa Bear

A tribute that includes fishing, snoring, and La-Z-Boy chairs. Dear Papa Bear, I don’t know what my first memory of you is. You’ve just...

My New Normal

I finally realize what that dumb grief-centered phrase, “the new normal,” means. Hey Andrew, This week you’ll have been gone 27-years....

To Grandma, on your Second Heaven-versary

Three traits I got from you. Hi Grandma, Today is your second Heaven-versary. You left us two years ago and are finally relieved of your...

Positive. Positive. Negative.

Why is it that the things we remember the most are the hard things-the things that hurt? Why do our brains go to that first, rather than...

Let It Matter

You know those moments where you’re driving along, minding your own business, and it feels like you zero in on what you are listening to...

The Holiday Feels

I pride myself on how important my family is to me. I’ve always loved being with family and connecting again but after Andrew died, I...

The Other Life Lost

I typically try to write these as though they are to my brother. Today I’m going to talk to the person who took his life. If you aren’t...

Sleep.

Dear Andrew I’m sitting in my youngest daughter’s room willing her to sleep. For some reason, my girls don’t want to sleep. Ever. Me?...

Setting the Stage

Exit Stage Left On May 1, 1992, my seven-year-old brother was crossing the street to get the mail. He stepped off of the school bus,...