Breathe in…


It’s only been two or three? weeks since I last wrote and I feel like I am a whole different person from when that last was written. Kyle’s grandfather passed away three days after my 28th birthday. I saw him gasp for air as his kidneys filled his body with poisonous gases that could no…

Eulogy


I’ve been typing and retyping and going back to the drawing board as I’ve tried to mentally sort out this past month. I feel like the creator of that one Green Day song, “Wake me up when September ends”, but replace ‘September’ with ‘January.’ I thought the tragedies might evade us this year after the…

Nose to the grindstone.


I had a decent enough… considering the circumstances.. time with my mom on our Thursday trip to Oregon. It gave us a chance to talk about a lot of things and I got to comfort her in her anxiousness regarding her brother and his health status. She had asked me to go back down with…