He lived and he was loved.

Mar 19, 14 He lived and he was loved.

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I have some friends that haven’t known me for very long. I have some friends that have known me for what seems like forever. Everyone that knows me should know this one thing. I have a brother and 19 years ago today he died. But more importantly, he lived. He lived and he was loved. He was loved by me and so many more. He...

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“Grief is the price we pay for love.”

Jun 12, 13 “Grief is the price we pay for love.”

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I saw someone that looks like my brother today. It always stops me in my tracks. Always. It makes my heart beat faster. I start having crazy thoughts.   He was hunched over at the liquor store doing some stocking. He had the same color wispy greasy hair. A spotty beard that wasn’t quite filled in. A nose to big for his...

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Light a candle of love

Dec 23, 12 Light a candle of love

Posted by in Rants & Raves, Soul

My children are playing together quietly in the other room. I hear them whispering to each other. They are playing nicely. My children. They are 6, 4 & 2. This doesn’t happen often. The quiet playing nicely thing. I have a minute so I thought I’d write. I have gone quiet since last Friday. Since Newtown. Since the...

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Love to the Teachers

Dec 16, 12 Love to the Teachers

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On Friday afternoon before I picked up N at school, I sent an email off to his teachers. His current 1st grade teacher and his Kindergarten teacher from last year. I was feeling overwhelmed by the news of the shooting in Newtown and just profoundly sad. Also, thankful. I am thankful for the teachers my child has had so far. We...

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Caption my grief

Seventeen years ago today was the worst day of my entire life. I hope that it stays at number one and nothing surpasses it, because I don’t think I could handle it. My brother died on March 19, 1995. His name is Daniel, Dan, Danny, Bean. This post is a blatant attempt to have you make me feel better. Here’s how it...

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Febphotoaday – Handwriting

Day 20 – Handwriting. This handwriting is from notes between my brother and I almost 17 years ago. Before texting and twitter and facebook, before cell phones, for goodness sake. People wrote each other notes. I’ve saved these seemingly innocuous notes because 3 days later he was gone. He was having surgery...

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