Something about death that has a numbing factor. It’s like I’m helpless. After Mom’s transition, some things just don’t feel the same. The way I respond to death. The knowing that comes before it happens. The grief before the grief. I feel it. Heavy. Sometimes, I feel if I don’t think about it, the reality […]
I should have known something was wrong, because my Godfather never calls me in the middle of the day, especially while I’m at work. He tried his best not to sound hurt, sad, and broken. I didn’t even want to know, but I needed to know. That’s when he shared with me that his only […]
When I was growing up I would hear the old folk say, “just keep living” and “you’ll understand it better by-and-by”. Then life happened. My beautiful Mother…my best friend. She taught me everything that I know, but she never prepared me for the heartbreak that is living life without her. It still feels like a […]