12 Months in Heaven
My sweet Toby, I have dreaded this day. I have tried for a month to get my thoughts together for this day, but every time I’ve sat down to write, only tears come. It isn’t writers block. It’s grief. It’s anger. It’s rage. It’s absolute heartbreak. [caption id="attachment_1268" align="alignnone" width="960"] My running partner. {August 18, 2016}[/caption] I sat on the back porch last weekend. The sun felt different. The smell of the air gave me chills. There was silence. I...
