Now, I think G3 still likes going into the city because it reminds him of you. Saturday morning, before we left, G3 looked through the bin of hats and gloves that were once yours, looking for something to wear, a piece of you to bring with him.

Dear Dad, Easter continues to be sad. How does one go from having a holiday be their absolute favorite, to it becoming one that brings...

Dear Dad, It’s been five years since I last saw you. Last Thursday marked the anniversary of when I drove you to the hospital. At the...