You were the reason to breath You were the reason to be To be happy Just be... You were here for our truth And down for our youth Just be... You never let us down Nor frown Or messed around Just be... You wanted more You earned for more You deserved MORE Just be... You... Continue Reading →
Yes, I still see T-Mitch in my dreams and that's where he's the most alive for me. I just haven't been sharing every single one here on this platform. I had a really good one last night and I'm positive it was inspired by Das' performance on the field yesterday. I don't get to go... Continue Reading →
Like many of you I have been binge-watching a few series and watching many movies. Besides writing and dabbling back into my creative side of the brain, entertainment on the tube has been part of my grief-stricken-quarantine-life. Some of it has been an escape while some of it has been a trigger point for breakdowns.... Continue Reading →
Good grief ... this is so f****ing HARD! Torey lived for this shit and I lived for this shit because both him and Das lived for this shit. The three of us worked as a team to get in and out of the ballpark - regardless of which park - and it was our way... Continue Reading →
Yes, every day is a hard one... the grief is overwhelming However ... There are two hardest parts of the day: Waking up alone And Going to bed alone That. Is. All.
This day-to-day has been quite difficult since June 6th for us ... our only mode of transportation broke down and we have been without. Our truck is the last material thing that Torey was in when he passed. I don't know why, but I feel like I need to keep it for that sentiment ...... Continue Reading →
Torey’s birthday is coming up on the 18th … I’m not sure how I feel about it. I think of my mother-in-law, Vivi, often and the pain she’s going through as well. A beautiful soul was born that day back in 1976 only to be taken too soon… Born in Wadley Regional Medical Center… I feel... Continue Reading →
I'm going through some of the only journals Torey kept from the time period before Das was born: mainly 2002. I'm working on placing all of his work on a digital platform to share with the world... still undecided on which platform so feel free to share your suggestions with me. He was so creative... Continue Reading →
At the beginning of last month, I found myself in my closet, holding on to Torey’s clothes he had on when he passed away. I shed so many tears, felt the urge to hold on to his torn-up shirt and jeans. His Grandfather had gifted Torey the shirt – Granddaddy used to wear it often... Continue Reading →
I've been gifted with several books about Grief during the time of the funeral. They sat on my bedside table, untouched for months. I started reading them last week and I feel like they're a re-run of the book I read before. Yes, they make sense. No, I'm not sure how good they are for... Continue Reading →
Belligerent Gus 