The Little Boy That Could. And Will.

It’s happening. It’s really happening. And it’s happening tomorrow. I have been walking around with my tear ducts seemingly prepared to spill over at the slightest trigger — a song, a memory, a glance his way. I have been waiting for this for the past five-and-a-half years. I am still not ready for this. Will [ Read More ]

Letting Go

The other night, a series of things happened that made me laugh until I cried. I don’t mean a chuckle, I mean tears streaming down my face to the point that my eyes got all puffy afterwards and it looked like I was having an allergic reaction of sorts. These things that made me laugh [ Read More ]