Solstice

It is rather fitting that Mark was born on June 21st, the summer solstice and longest day of the year. For as long as I knew him he never wasted a minute of daylight. I’m sure that started when he was a little boy, maybe even earlier. When our kids were babies and nothing would … Read more

Unburdened

One of the many heartbreaks of losing Mark in the way I did is that through therapy I feel like I know him better now than I did all those years we were together. Most of what I knew about him in the before was how he was not how he thought. On the weekend … Read more

Signs

I get asked often if I get signs from the other side of Mark trying to reach me. Like everything else since this happened, the answer is I don’t know. His life and death never leave my mind so I’m unsure if spontaneous things that happen when I’m thinking about him are his spirit in … Read more