Four years ago to the day. September moving the season dial along as light goes gold too early. It’s like fall knows something the rest of the year hasn’t figured out yet. I sit in the stillness of the morning and sip my coffee. Me, the steam from my mug, the what-if wondering out the … Continue reading Living with a Ghost
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To My Brother, Two Years Later
Tom, it’s been two years now since you left us. Two years that have changed my world in ways I never could’ve imagined. Your absence has carved out a space in my life that still feels raw, still feels too empty. And in these two years, so much has happened that you should’ve been here … Continue reading To My Brother, Two Years Later
