Miles would have graduated on June 9. It is one of the milestones, one of a lifetime of milestone I will have to endure. Father’s Days, birthdays, college graduations for friends. 170 more words
In January of this year, my husband Kurt and I visited the fiercely happening metropolis of Nashville, Tennessee. As we waited for our food at a little vegetarian eaterie in East Nashville called the Wild Cow, REM’s classic “Losing My Religion”, came on over the restaurant’s sound system and the rest, as they say, is history . . .
It’s 1:35 am in the morning and it’s finally time to go to sleep. You’re the only one home. You left a light on because – well – you have narcolepsy, and all the fun-filled vivid hallucinations, night terrors, and other terrifying effects that go with it. 887 more words