What’s Your Sign?

After someone dies, I think it’s normal for those left behind to look for signs from their loved one.  Some people call this ghosts, other’s call it divine intervention. I’m not really sure what it is or what it should be called, but I want to believe it’s real.  In...

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Is It Something I Said?

Though out this horrific journey, I’ve learned that there are 3 kinds of people . Those who say too much, those who say the wrong thing and those who don’t know what to say. In my heart, and, I hope, in theirs, I know there is no ill-will intended.  I know that...

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My Name is Batman, but You Can Call Me Bob

Shortly after moving to Austin, Peyton and I discovered a local musician named Bob Schneider.  Actually, I fell in love with his music, especially the song “40 Dogs” and then made Peyton listen to every song I could find on iTunes.  But very soon, this music became a...

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Counting Days

We’ve just past the 8 month mark since the day Peyton left us on October 13.  In reality, he left us 5 days before.  When I talk about his death, I never really know which day to use as the day he died.  October 8 was the day he chose, but October 13 was the day...

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Becoming “Mom”

Peyton’s birthday is on Tuesday.  He would be turning 14, but instead, he is forever 13.  13 years.  When you say it, it seems like a long time.  Its more than a decade.  Longer than any one person can be President.  Almost twice as long as my marriage lasted.  But in...

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Happy Birthday To Me

Today is my 49th birthday and I sit here wondering how I got to this place in life.   My life is certainly not the one I thought I would have all those years ago in school. As a little girl, I wanted to be a mother, a ballerina, a princess or a famous singer.  In high...

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