Nevermore Alone


Before Harry had to leave after lunch on this beautiful Sunday, I kissed him with everything I had and I thanked him for making the choices he did this weekend to be with me and my kids, to take me to the movie, and to go to church. He teared up and said that he has a lot of things going on his head. He called this weekend magical, said he was on a high. And I asked him if he could describe it in one phrase what would it be? And he said, “Heaven.”

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Don’t Let History Repeat Itself


While it is odd to hear him laughing in the other room, I know without a shadow of doubt I don’t want history to repeat itself. NO way. I don’t want him back. That would be as maddening to me as a record that skips and keeps playing the same few lines over and over again. I want him to find a good life for himself and could only hope it would be as good as the life I have found for myself.

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