I Don’t Like Myself Sometimes

I’ve written before (either here or on one of my other blogs) about how ugly my jealousy has been since Nolan’s death.  It makes me feel like a truly evil person at times how much I struggle with bad thoughts when I hear of other people going through a difficult time. If I hear that…

Sweet Nolan

today i thumbed through an old notebook/folder of yours that held your scouting materials.  i traced your name, written by you, and breathed in the fact that YOUR hand was once in that same spot. those moments are becoming fewer.  moments of finding something of yours that i haven’t looked through since your death.  i…

When Can I Write?

I have so many thoughts.  I have so many ideas.  My world is distracting.  I have children.  i have family.  I have responsibilities. I have ideas.  I have thoughts. When will I write them down?  When will I put pen to paper?  When will the stories be created? I read these amazing stories and I…