grief

March 17, 2025

The Silence

March 3rd, two weeks ago today, is what I call my (8th) “Holyfield” anniversary. Honey asked me that morning if I was okay. And he’s asked me days since. I answered, “yes,” because, yes, I was okay. And, yes, I… Continue reading
February 22, 2025

Beginning Again

We just returned from a family vacation. Our vehicle stinks. Literally smells. That will happen after four boys all come down with some type of stomach sickness while on the road. “These are the Good ole Days,” is posted on… Continue reading