Seven Years Later

Seven years ago today, my wife passed away. Early in the morning of November 2, 2008, the doctor informed me that after approximately twelve hours of surgeries, there was nothing more the medical personnel could do to save Jill’s life. The day before, on November 1, Jill and I were traveling with our three month …

The Most Cherished Moments are the Most Difficult

First baseball practice of the season. Bryce has moved up from tee ball to pitching machine league. As I watched him take infield with the team, I was struck by the absence of Jill. She should have been there with me to cheer him on. It should have been a moment where together we enjoyed …

Moonwalking in Heaven

I often wonder what it will be like when my son finally meets his mommy. Bryce was three months old when Jill died. Therefore, everything he knows about his mom is a result of the stories and pictures that I, along with my friends and family, share with him. In a sense, he has a …

No Black Balloons Today

Today would have been Jill’s 40th birthday. Years ago, if you would have asked me what I would be doing on December 20, 2013, I would have said something like, “blowing up black balloons,” or “making last-minute preparations for a surprise party.” I’d like to think that I would have thrown her the best “over …