Today should have been his 50th birthday. We should have had cake and pork chops and a huge party to celebrate half a century on the planet. We would have worn black and teased him about what was left of his graying hair. We would have sung off key and too loud and ended the…

I think I’m ready. Maybe. For what? Dating. Maybe. Whew. Putting that out there is more than a little terrifying. Because here’s what I’m not ready for. Dick pics. (Sorry, Grandma, but they’re a real thing these days. Gag.) Creeps. Guys who think that means I want to jump into bed with them. Because this…

Before, if you would have told me that a year would go by before I could even finalize a headstone, I would have said you were crazy. How could such a simple thing take so long? Because it’s not a simple thing at all, that’s how! There are like a hundred bajillion different things you…

Since Vance died, I’ve struggled with some really obvious things but also some things I had no idea would be so hard. One of those has been walking in to the kids’ sporting events alone. Driving myself to games, paying the gate fee and then trying to decide where to sit has caused way more…

I didn’t grow up in a sports family. I mean, yes, we played rec sports and watched an occasional game on TV, but none of it was really important during my childhood. I mean, I kind of thought it was, but I really didn’t know how wrong I was until I got married. Because I…