Signs

It’s been awhile since I dreamt of, or at least remember dreaming of, my dad. I was in a small gift shop type store, which sold dance apparel, shoes and accessories, as well as toys, and struck up a conversation with another person who was shopping there. I recall the person had a shopping basket […]

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When I was little and it was cold outside, I would sometimes go into my parents’ bathroom and sit up against the radiator there to warm up. I often did so early in the morning while my mom was getting ready for the day, putting on her makeup and styling her hair. I enjoyed watching […]

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Sean started singing that song from Hamilton the musical when I told them about a dream I had earlier this week. I woke up to go to the bathroom in the early morning (about 3:00 a.m.) on Monday, as I often do, and immediately remembered that my dad, who seemed to be alive and well, […]

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14 years have now come and gone since we last held you in our arms. 14 years since I carried you, you were born, and, soon afterwards, you died. And what a year this last one has been… I don’t think we’ve experienced a more difficult year since the one in which you were born […]

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Every morning when my dad’s alarm went off on his iPhone, he was awakened by The Rolling Stones singing one of his all time favorite songs, “You Can’t Always Get What You Want.” I grew up loving that song and the movie The Big Chill (which has the most incredible soundtrack), because Dad introduced me […]

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If ever there was a year where it seems like I blinked and it was your birthday again, it might be this one. In some ways it feels as if you just turned 11 and in other ways it has been a really long year, with so many plot twists. We certainly hoped that by […]

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