I woke up this morning like I have every morning since the death of my son. Hoping to see his smiling face and realizing this was all… Read more “Existing”

I always considered my son and I close. We would always find a way to have a good time together and enjoy each other’s company. Even if… Read more “Super Heroes”

Every night I go to bed hoping I will dream about Austin. I want to see him again, speak to him again, and hold him again. Someone… Read more “What Dreams May Come”

First post. September, Week two and one day. I have prayed and prayed to Austin and God to tell me where to start. There are so many… Read more “Writing Pictures”