Things I wish someone told me

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how lonely and isolating the widowhood journey truly is. Whether you’re 20, 40, or 70, widowhood hurts, devastates, and tears you down to your knees. Humans love to fall into routines and patterns - find peace and comfort in it even – and death strips it all away, …

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A fatherless Father’s Day

The last few days when out and about in the world, I couldn’t help but notice all the Father’s Day merchandise displays, cards, and gifts slinking their way out of storage rooms at, it seems, every single store in town. Each card, each display smashed into the glass cocoon of denial I’ve built around myself. …

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Last night I had a Brandon dream. They’re so rare, so infrequent. The exact events of the dream are foggy at this point, but what I remember is Brandon was suddenly back, alive, breathing, and talking. It was like he went away on a long trip somewhere far, far away and had no access or …

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