ShareAfter Kevin’s death, despite numerous people telling me to go on medication, that there was nothing wrong with going on medication, I made the decision to stay off of anti-depressants
ShareWed morning my Great Uncle John was found dead in a field. It sounds solemn, but the way he was found there, makes me wish, hope, pray, that he thought
ShareTwas the day before Christmas, tears dripping on blouse, Many hearts and souls breaking, yearning for their spouse; Stockings were missing from where they hung last year, In their place
ShareIt’s easier not to take myself back there. Back to the first time I saw our Nation face tragedy. I remember sitting on the carpet in front of the old
ShareOctober is here and this is typically the month that throws me down the staircase. But for the first time since Kevin’s death, I didn’t feel that apprehension, that warning