Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Greetings! Hello! I’m your Biological Clock. Only 36, you say? Well, this may come as a shock… You are
I am broken. Shattered into a million pieces, some so small they are lost forever when I break. Each day, I lose pieces of
I woke up this morning and missed you Oh so dear I then looked to the sky and saw that the moon was sitting quite near Next
The loss I feel as a dad on Father’s Day isn’t just about my son who died; it’s about what we’re not doing together today.