I have a flash drive that contains pictures of the night that Beckett died. It’s kept in a safe in our bedroom. A primary nurse, one who always took more responsibility of our family than anyone else, came in to be there when he passed. She took photos of us as we all cried and […]

I haven’t posted in a few weeks. Last month rolled through and rampaged my life, just as I had expected it to. My birthday, Beckett’s birthday, and the Children’s Hospital Courage Classic all came within a two week period during the sizzling month of July, and I was left a little staggered. Now that some […]