losing a parent

Nov 02

Memories of My Dad

I don’t know that I could pinpoint the first thing I remember. Truth be told, I have a terrible memory. When someone brings up an event from my childhood, I often remember it with some prodding, but sometimes not. And my memories tend to be all jumbled together. For the most part, things are either […]

Oct 13

A Heavy Season

I promised a tribute to my dad, and I still have every intent of writing that. Between my two jobs and trying to work with my brother to deal with Mom and Dad’s estate, it’s been grueling trying to find time to write. Being honest, though, that’s not the only thing slowing me down. Mom […]