Loss Of A Parent

It’s dredging up a profound sense of loss I thought I’d already worked through — The text pinged my phone, “Unboxed all the Christmas. I know it’s hard to see but is there anything you’d want to set aside? A lot of it’s junk, tbh.” The word junk landed like a punch to my gut. “How can she call it junk?!” I fumed at my…

January 15, 2021 Dear dad: Jessie and I were at the care center by 8 am this morning. I left a phone for you, but Cassie-one of your CNA’s-called and let us know which window was yours. We walked around the outside of the building to see you. It’s cold…

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. It was my sister, and she was crying. My heart dropped as she told me the news: my mother had passed away. I couldn’t believe it. I had just spoken to her the day before. How could this be happening? …

I said I wasn’t going to write about my dad for a while; I was going into 2023 with a fresh outlook on life. I was going to write about more interesting, less depressing topics. I’ve written notes to begin stories on things like the time I had a panic…

Well, I lost both my parents and my dog in a 3 year period. I quit writing, quit producing, and quit playing around doing live stuff on the internet. It was easier to be a robot and go to work, eat lunch, work, go home. Occasionally I would emcee or…

A final visit with mom. Having fallen and injured her hip simply walking out to the mailbox, my eighty-six-year-old mom was in a rehabilitation facility in Northcentral Ohio. …

It’s such an unassuming but loaded word. A word that changes as you keep growing through life. When I was young, I thought it was the holy grail. I had to find my purpose. …

The Stranger He stood holding the wall up as the beating rain continued its assault. He stared at something or someone beyond the streetlamp. His gaze fixed in an eerie silence but for the ping ping of raindrops as each hit metal. …