
There's a couple of days on the calendar each year I dread. There's no way around them. I wish I could pretend they don't exist. But they do. And that sucks. March 5 is the day my Mom passed away in 1984. May 7 is the day my Dad passed away in 2007. I wrote about my Dad last year. I also wrote about my Mom last year, and did a huge multi-blogger memorial for her this year. I was going to do the same for my Dad but my life is so in flux and high stress right now … [Read more...]






















