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I haven’t forgotten

Seven years, today.  Seven long (yet so very short too) years since the day that changed our lives forever. I got to …

Grief doesn’t know time

It’s been a March.  A tenuous peace.  Beetoe is back home (with sore paws, albeit).  Evie is two years old (more on …

When the bottom falls out

It’s almost amazing to me, that after almost six years, I can still vividly imagine those moments back in March of 2004 …

Five Years of Missed Birthdays

Jackson’s birthday is strange this year.  It’s not like the previous years have been.  For one thing, I feel so busy.  Not …

Speak them aloud

So I got to do something that all stay at home mom’s of little children DREAM of doing the other night.  I …

To Jackson, on his fourth birthday

Dear Jackson, This has been a strange week. Shoot, it’s been a strange MONTH. For one thing, there’s been peace between myself …

How Jackson changed me

This is March, after all, and even though the olive branch has been extended, I feel it’s perhaps more important than ever …

It’s all about the dates

I didn’t plan this pregnancy.  That sounds weird to me, even to type.  For someone who struggled and plan and popped pills …

Madness

It’s a strange morning.  First, I woke up to some particularly pointed hatemail on my Watching Reality TV blog from a rabid …

It would have been his third birthday

Today would have been Jackson’s third birthday. Wait. No, that’s not quite right. Today is three years from the day that Jackson …