It’s your birthday again, oh, how long it has been.
I start to think of you and a happy thought across my mind runs,
Shortly after fatigue comes… 195 more words
I lost my son 3 years ago on March 17th. My 17 year old daughter, at the time, lost her brother. A stepfather, father, stepmother, aunts, uncles, cousins, step-brother and sister, as well as many friends, co-workers, and his beloved students all suffered this loss immensely as it was so unexpected. 270 more words
19 months later … I am beyond sad.
I seem to have misplaced my rose-colored glasses. Definition of rose-colored glasses: Optimism, the tendency to see things in an unrealistic positive light; rosy retrospection, the tendency to view past events in positive light. 615 more words