I want to say that it’s a little better with each passing year, and it is…but marginally. I still get taken aback by the rush of grief...

It's odd how we count the days/months and then years after someone passes over to the other side. I think the passage of time leaves...

A while ago, I took a little writing course. One of the exercises I had to do was write a letter to myself (from my future self), one...

It’s been two years to the day that the man I loved ended his life; an odd anniversary of sorts and there is still so much to say and so...