I never thought the year I turned 40, I would have to eulogize my husband. How do you write a eulogy for someone so young? He was only 42. I tried to remain as authentic as possible. I also had to keep it proper for the public. It was a difficult balance. I met Gregg... Continue Reading →
The day my husband died was like any other day. It was a Saturday, Labor Day weekend. He was a longshoreman (a ship-to-shore crane operator). He worked weird hours. He left for work before I woke up. We spent the morning texting each other about what we were going to do when he got off... Continue Reading →
Lost in Resolute Reverie 