My father died 15 years ago. I was 18. I am in contact with exceedingly few people these days who knew him. Even then, that contact is sparse (no judgment, … Continue reading Happy and haunted.
My father died 15 years ago. I was 18. I am in contact with exceedingly few people these days who knew him. Even then, that contact is sparse (no judgment, … Continue reading Happy and haunted.
Sometimes in life you’ll encounter an individual who makes your whole world brighter just because they’ve come into it. Some people are pure sunshine. I’m fortunate to have met a … Continue reading Grieving sunshine.