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 …