So, the truth is, we don’t like to talk about the topic of death. I don’t have to ask why because I know. In the past, I wrote-up an article on Buster & Ellie centering around death & dying: Why Don’t We Ever Talk About Death & Dying? It looms over us every day of our lives. We know it’s there. Some people try to … Continue reading Why Don’t We Ever Talk About Death & Dying?
With every bone in my body, I hope for it. I wait to see if that email comes in and it doesn’t. I don’t receive that congratulatory email letting me know I’ve obtained the fall internship with a magazine I so dearly wanted, yearned for, desired & craved. Instead, the editors made a decision and gave it to someone else. Someone better qualified. I sat … Continue reading What to do?!
I’m watching my favorite show, One Tree Hill, of course and then, all of a sudden, it happens. My cell phone chirps that old ringtone. I am brought back. Back to the days at Temple University. I swear, tonight feels like a homework night filled with hours of studying and frustration. Staying in my room all night is the key. I can’t even leave the … Continue reading How do I stop the memories from coming?
I stare at a photo of my dad & I when we previously visited this house filled with Phillies paraphernalia three summers away. He’s standing proud and tall in his Phillies shirt with his arm around me while I smile in Ryan Howard’s real jersey and Phillies cap. We are completely decked out in Phillies attire. It’s a great picture of us, so I decide to … Continue reading Father’s Day.
Did you see his face? Did you see the way he looked? Did you see his reaction when he found out the group was a bust? Another letdown. I can’t put into words how sorry I am, how bad I feel. I can’t help but keep repeating the situation over & over in my mind. It just continues to replay again & again. To start, … Continue reading What a horrible, terrible night that went from good to bad.
I can’t speak it, explain it, or talk about it. I can write it, describe it, convey the meaning through words, but when it comes to talking, I lack the ability to do it. Progressively, in many instances, I’m horrible when it comes to telling you how I feel. I can easily tell you that I love you, tell you how much I like you, … Continue reading But, mostly, I question, will he have his 2nd chance at life?
We talked on the phone for about an hour & 35 minutes. We laughed & giggled. Mostly I told him stories, but he asked & commented on whatever I said. The conversation went great. It was filled with humor & silliness. Gosh, those types of conversations leave me wanting more, longing for something else. I didn’t want to end the call, but, cousins were over … Continue reading Just save me!