I had an amazing birthday yesterday. One of the best I’ve had in years. I spent it with my sons and made dinner for us and four of my closest friends. I don’t celebrate my birthday or make the day about me. At least not in the normal way. I accept all the happy birthday … More Birthday Wish
If I could choose Just one last voice to hear It would be yours And then sound could disappear … If I could pick The last sight my eyes would see It would be of you Looking back at me
My 7 and 4 year old sons sometimes say the most profound and insightful things to me. As they lay sleeping I can’t help but to reflect on the innocent yet deeply piercing words. Like tonight as we were cooking dinner, cutting vegetables and sauteing them.
One of my favorite songs long before it became ours. And finally, after years, I can listen to it, sing along and enjoy it without it reminding me of what I lost. What I threw away when I broke your heart.
I hate being sick, I’m a huge baby whenever I get even a little sick. I also know the inevitable outcome, a hospital bed with my name all over it. My chronic bronchitis has once again turned into pneumonia.