Are You Going To Be My Dad?
Nineteen years ago this coming November, my son Lance latched onto my husband Ronnie’s leg and asked, “are you going to be my dad?” I was so embarrassed. Ronnie and I had just had a wonderful night out...
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Does not seem possible that he has been gone that long. I feel his spirit sitting in his chair at the desk he crafted….. RIP BIG DUCK.. My favorite picture of Kevin below
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First of all, I am extremely humbled for all of you that have followed my blog for the past 11 months. All I have to share with you is myself. I am not a writer. I just have a story of terror that...
View ArticleKeep Your Tissue, I Need To Grieve
My feeling is when a person is crying/grieving let them do so. By handing a crying friend a tissue there is a hidden message asking them to stop crying. People need to cry in order to heal. Allow the...
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