So many times we look the other way when we're in pain or when the people we love are in pain. Like I said last week, we ask how they're doing but it's just habit. We aren't really ready to hear the truth behind the answers. Our family members and friends are suffering everyday and… Continue reading Breakdown to Breakthrough….
April 3, 2012 started off like a regular day for us. Brandon, Chance and I got up and got ready for school and work. But for some reason on that morning, she was really quiet. Normally she would be running around the apartment and not letting me comb her hair but on this morning, she… Continue reading Chance’s 5th Angelversary
Chance... It's been five years since I've seen you. Since I've held you. Heard you say Mama, Mommy, Brannon, Daddy, Shishard or Memo. Since I heard you ask for a Thomas the train toy or seen you dance in the back seat to "Love on Top". Five long years since you ran to the door… Continue reading Dear Chance
Brandon and I were driving home tonight and I had my music playing from my phone. Now, I have some of everything in my library from Evanescence to Beyonce to Tupac to John P Kee, lol. I love music and if I can get meaning out of it, even better. Well, it's quite ironic that… Continue reading Going up…
I try sooooo hard to keep my mouth shut when people get on social media and become cyber bullies. I can almost promise you that those same "internet thugs" would never say those cruel things to my face. They feel protected behind their computers, smart phones and tablets. It's such a sad thing... So here's… Continue reading Open letter to perfect parents
1460 days 35054 hours 2103264 minutes 126195855 seconds This is how long it's been since my baby has been gone. By far, this has been the hardest one for me. Reality has set in and I know that no matter how much I cry, how I beg God, how sick I get, my body aching… Continue reading Chance’s 4th angelversary
You have no idea how much my heart aches from missing you. My life has a void that I know will never be filled. You're gone. My life is incomplete. I will never be the same. It's been three years since I've gotten one of your sloppy, juicy kisses. One of your hugs. Heard you… Continue reading Dear Chance…