First thing I had to get used to in the new normal was being a single parent. It took a few weeks before the actual meaning kicked in. I was the only parent, I was solely responsible for shaping these two innocent souls. Kind of like Dr. Frankenstein and his beloved creature. Continue reading
Molly died last month…… I still have a hard time saying it, but the person who I spent my last 25 years with died last month. This means no more birthdays, no more Thanksgivings, No more Christmases…..means no more anything. I watched a part of me die that night; a part I will never get back. Continue reading
Not ready to write yet, but someday soon will again. Right now we mourn.
The dream always starts the same, it’s a cold winter day and we are waiting in line to get on a new roller coaster ride, but unlike other rides no one in the line looks very excited. I look down at my daughters, they are confused and squeezed between to me and their mother. The weather has a wind that freezes your bones. I look at the people waiting in line with us. An older Asian lady with kind eyes, a bearded nurse who keeps smiling , single mom with two little boys, couple with a beautiful baby boy, a surgeon still in his medical scrubs and his wife, another family with kids, and on and on and on…… Continue reading