For years now, music has been a huge part of my life and mental health. For my first two years in college, I went to concerts all the time, The Independent Venue being my favorite.
i was sad tonight. missing Daddy. wishing he were here. not so i could say anything not so we could do anything. just to have him close. this afternoon i was walking up the porch to the front door. i felt something hit the back of my leg. i turned around. a penny was sitting… Continue reading a penny from heaven
I yearn for control over the whole situation, and I think that I was hoping forgiveness would bring that control. Would bring freedom from the intense anger, and the sadness, and the hurt -- oh the hurt -- when I think of them, when I hear their names, when I see one or the other across a coffee shop at some point in the future.
This Fathers’ Day wasn’t my first without a father to celebrate with. Not by a long shot. And it wasn’t hard. Mom and I called Grandpa, wished him a happy day. We drove back from The Apartment to The House. We didn’t talk about what we didn’t do. What there wasn’t to do. At least,… Continue reading [Father]s’ Day