Father’s Day

It’s Father’s Day and I’ve got the Father’s Day blues because I don’t know how many more, if any more, Father’s Days we’ve got, me and you. People are posting pictures of dads at barbecues, and dads on wedding days during father-daughter dances, and everyone else’s dad seems happy and healthy and I don’t know…

I Thought You Were Gone

That morning, I thought you were gone. I thought that I’d never live through the 20th of September without thinking,┬áthe day my dad died. When mom called me, at 3 am, I thought for sure, this was the end. I called Darren sobbing, and drove myself to the hospital, crying and breathing hysteric breaths the…

Mother Mary

When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be.  There are days that my dad and I have everything in common, from our blue eyes, to the fact that he lost his father when he was young, and I am losing mine. My father…