Shay I used to joke that my parents were the original Black hippies. Today marks nine years since my mother decided this rock we call Earth was just too small to contain her. The morning after she decided to depart this space, I had to fly home to Chicago to make arrangements with my Papa and …
This weekend marks eleven years that I have been in Maine and nine years since my Mom’s untimely death. Typically it’s a solemn time but this weekend is anything but solemn as my family rejoices in some much welcomed news. Regular readers are aware that my father has been dealing with some health issues but …
If you have been reading this thought dump of mine better known as a blog for any length of time, you know that in many ways the past several years have been about me finding myself and making peace with the world as it is. Fighting life and fighting reality is hard, or at least …