In my hometown of Penn Hills we had another devastating tragedy recently. I say another because we’ve been through a lot in the past few years. Yes, there were some before my son Trey died…I suppose I wasn’t as tuned in. Officer Crawshaw’s...
The Holidays. So many people have to venture through these emotional landmine filled days with fresh hurts and solid memories of loved ones lost. Combine that with the expectation that this is, “The most wonderful time of the year” and you have a recipe...
Two years ago today…nothing particular happened. Trey wasn’t feeling all that good but he wasn’t horrific either. Work was good, the volleyball season was over. Things were as normal as they got back then. However, today…I miss Trey....
Bella had a complete meltdown the other day after school. She had gotten into it with a friend after doing the old “oops, what’s on your shirt” nose flick trick on her. Apparently people, and specifically Bella’s friend, aren’t fans of...
It was only minutes before Trey’s funeral ceremony was to begin. We were all in the room dedicated to family (ish). Just before we walked out I got up, turned and faced my family and friends, and said, “Before we go out there, take a minute and look around. This is...
I stood there on the beach, looking at Joe, Bella, and Rachel. It was last year and our first vacation as a family after Trey had passed. Joe was right next to Rachel, then a space, and then Bella. It was a very subtle reminder that something (someone) was missing....
