When Christmas Sucks

This is a repost of a blog I wrote last year. After cruising through my social media feeds this morning, I felt like today was a good day to repost it. Feel free to share. Sometimes, Christmas sucks. It’s not a popular sentiment, I know, but I’ve seen a large number of Facebook posts this year… Continue reading When Christmas Sucks

Stillborn, Still Here

I couldn’t sleep last night. My neighbor’s to the back apparently were conducting search and rescue missions in their backyard, because a massive floodlight lit up the back of my house, a light so bright it was sufficient for identifying insects in their yard with the naked eye. From my patio. Over 300 feet away.… Continue reading Stillborn, Still Here

The Most Tragic of All Wounds

You never get used to standing over your child’s grave. Not when it’s open, waiting on the coffin to be lowered. Not when the first shovel full of dirt hits the top of the vault. Not when the last shovel full of dirt gets patted into place and the flowers get draped over the mound.… Continue reading The Most Tragic of All Wounds