We buried my father yesterday and moved from what was into what is and what will be. As the oldest, handsomest, humblest and only …
Don’t Hit It Harder
I never struggle to find words to put on a page or to share aloud, but I sometimes struggle to find the right words for the …
Notes On A Scrap Of Paper
I told dad the night before he died it was ok to stop fighting and promised to look after my mother and sisters. "I have got this …
Even Pirates Have Feelings
Hanging out with Jimmy, softly singing along, smiling as I realize I am almost 10 years past. Seven miles away my father …