My wife died at the end of March.
Her death was untimely. She was forty seven. We didn’t quite make it to our twentieth wedding anniversary.
Her name was Rachel.
At the viewing for my grandpa on Tuesday night we had an opportunity to stand up and share a memory of him…
I have had this in my drafts since a couple days after his celebration of life. It’s taken some time to get back to…
If you wish for something three times,It’s suppose to come true, right?
I wish you were a real person
I wish you were a real personso I can murder you… slowly