Does this Roller Coaster ever stop?
"The ups and downs are usually not that bad, but it's the damn twists and turns that get me every single time." – J. Hasamear
Six years… 72 months… 313 weeks… 2191 days… 52,594 hours… 3,153,600 minutes… That’s how long Timothy’s been gone. It’s hard to believe really because it feels like just yesterday when it all happened – the accident, the hospital, the preparations, the wake, the funeral and then the moving on with our lives. Not a day... Continue Reading →
Sometimes we lose sight of who we are for no more reason other than life just gets too busy and taking a moment for ourselves seems like something we need to pencil into our own schedules. But this can happen to the best of us whether you are married with children or just married to your job.... Continue Reading →
Even though I was only 23, I can still remember everything about walking into the newsroom for the first time and that feeling of actually being a daily news reporter. I had worked for a local weekly suburban newspaper for about a year and made the right friends and connections and had found my way... Continue Reading →
It's been quite a year for our family. It started with the uncertainty of not knowing where I was going to be working, what I was going to be doing and the void in between with being unemployed, having one income and being at home with my boys. And then somehow through the grace of God,... Continue Reading →
At times, I still expect Timothy to burst through the front door, full of energy like he was just away on a long trip. A part of me thinks it's crazy after nearly five and a half years. But there are some things that the mind won't let go even with time, or maybe it's... Continue Reading →
There are literally hundreds of glow-in-the-dark stars of all shapes and sizes taped to my boys’ ceiling. When their light goes out for bedtime, their room still glows like the night sky at the request of both our boys. But what I didn’t know until recently is that the boys have given certain stars to... Continue Reading →
The smell of my mom’s chili filled our entire house a few nights ago. And for a second, I felt like I was a little girl again with pigtails, sitting around the dinner table with my mom, pop and brother, eating chili mac, corn muffins and salad – a staple in our house in the fall.... Continue Reading →
Does this Roller Coaster ever stop? 