Mike Day, for the 13th time
On this day 13 years ago, the world lost a fabulous jackass, and I lost my precious son. I’ve told […]
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Bringing my son home to die
It was 13 years ago today. Thirteen years ago today, I was at my son’s apartment in Cary, getting ready […]
A note to the president
Dear President Biden: You spoke my heart last night as you honored the half million souls lost to COVID-19 in […]
The day my joy ended
This was the day I knew I’d never be joy-filled again, that every happiness I might manage to experience was […]
Still waiting for health care
Today marks 13 years since my son called me to say he was feeling better because the doctor found and […]
Grieving one son and worried about the other
Isolation, Day 6: Is everyone still wearing pants? It feels very strange to be home and know I’m going to […]
Self-isolation, Day 5
Two words: Yoga pants. I’m surprised it took me five days to see this. I don’t have to wear uncomfortable […]
Stop pressuring people to vote your way. Your privilege is showing.
I have something important to say, and I need to be heard. I don’t agree that Biden is the answer […]
A dozen years and still no health care for all
Twelve years ago today, as I was driving into work, I got the phone call that would change my life. […]
The least we can do is listen to each other
The first thing I noticed about Mayor Pete Buttigieg is that he’s not much taller than I am and that […]