As I sit here I think about all of the Father Day's that have passed by without you. There are so many things that I wish I could do with you but I can only dream. How I wish I ...
To be honest the words are not flowing as I wanted today. I am in a battle. I see casualties strewn across this vast field of grief. My knees worn from praying for peace and my armor is dented from so ...
Those nights, the dreadful, pain wincing nights staring up at the vast whiteness of the ceiling listening to the sweet low breaths of my dog Bodie. In the days immediately after my husband George died, I would stay up crying ...
Hearing something a hundred times isn’t better than seeing it once - Chinese proverb. It’s been five years since my husband passed away but honestly, it still feels like five days. It still feels like I’m still sitting in the ...
Sometimes, I miss my sanity. My nostalgia for it usually happens when the clock in my bedroom changes from midnight to 12:01am, and I am forced to accept that I am officially in the pits of insomnia. Again. It is ...
My first race after my husband passed is so vivid. Pulling up to the waterfront, watching the Hudson River lap against the shoreline as my friend and his wife unhooked our bikes from the back of his car. I can’t ...
Suzie with granddaughter Madelyn as Suzie talks about taking care of US! www.sueborrows.com