I sit here rocking this tiny human that I’ve created. A beautiful baby with fluttery eyelashes and a body that blends with mine so effortlessly. A little blessing we’ve been praying for, one impatiently awaited for oh so long.  Mother, can you see it? I watch as my sweet girl walks down the stairs, dressed and ready for her upcoming recital, looking more grown up…

I stand here wearing the color black. It’s no accident. It’s simply the only color appropriate to be clothed in when burying my mother. I’m surrounded by family, close friends and even strangers. They continuously speak, though I only hear every other word or so. My mind is still trying to comprehend the happenings of the last week and the finality of losing my mother,…

How do you say goodbye? Not the kind of goodbye with the potential of “I’ll see you later,” the kind of goodbye that stays, forever. The kind that means gone and final and never again. The kind that changes futures and changes hearts. The kind of goodbye that you never forget and the kind you wish you never needed.  How do you say a forever…

His name was George but we really knew him as an angel on Earth. It was as if all the gentle, selfless, compassionate older men from the movies were crafted from his actual being. He embodied so many things that made him exceptional, the greatest was his love.  The way he loved his family was undeniable, quiet but steady and unwavering. The way he loved…