87 Weeks

I hate Fridays. I miss my son. This is the first year I am teaching seniors at this school, and…

Finding New Words

I looked in a “box” of Lucasʻ. It was actually a stool with hidden storage I had bought for his…

Fridays

Fridays are the worst day of the week. Today is 86 weeks since Lucas died. I still have moments where…

Disconnection

When you have a loss as fundamentally world altering as child loss, it disconnects you from your own world. Itʻs…

Finding New Pictures

I sometimes look around the internet for representations of my son. Sometimes, I find videos his friends have uploaded, and…