My Perfect Breakdown


This last weekend I stopped by the cemetery to visit my mother and sister’s headstone. I very rarely stop by the cemetery – in fact, I don’t remember the last time I did.  For me, it’s a place that brings forth deep feelings of anger and bitterness.  It does not help me remember my mom and sister and our happy moments together.  Instead, it reminds me that someone missed a stop sign,… Read More

This werk I have realized that time doesn’t stand still.  I think back to this day 20 years ago, and it sure felt like time stopped.  My entire family except me had left for a social event.  I was sitting at home talking on the phone with a friend.  Someone rang the door bell, my mom’s best friend.  All she said was there’s been an accident.  In that moment, I swear time stopped.  I… Read More