Dear Dad, I'm struggling today. My heart is heavy as I think of you. Six years ago today my phone rang with your caller ID. I remember getting ready for work and instantly becoming angry. He's two days early. He... Continue Reading →
It's been five years and not a single day will go by with the realization that my dad isn't a phone call away. But, as the death of his anniversary is remembered I've come to understand something else: this chaos... Continue Reading →
I did it. I made it through February. I know you must be thinking, And so? Well, let me tell you a story and you'll see why it matters. It was Tuesday, February 7th. I was heading home after leaving work early... Continue Reading →
If you know me, you know I love me spaghetti. Like love, love, love spaghetti. If I find a restaurant that has spaghetti on the menu I just have to try it. Then I found a recipe in a magazine... Continue Reading →
People say that grief takes time to heal. They say that time heals all wounds. They say that by remembering the lessons that your parent taught you it makes things easier. I've listened to those words for two and a... Continue Reading →
From Sand to Gemstones 