The Big Game and the Little Games

Dearest Rachel – I’ve been asked by a few people which team I’m rooting for today. It seems I’d completely forgotten that this was Super Bowl (can I say that, or will the NFL give me a copyright strike for that?) Sunday. Look, I’ve had a lot on my mind, and none of it toContinue reading “The Big Game and the Little Games”

Nothing Compares To You

Dearest Rachel – I’ll have to dredge up the mix tapes we sent each other to confirm it (yes, you know I kept copies of each one since those days), but I’m pretty sure this song was on one of the ones I sent you. And yes, I’m spelling out “To You” rather than usingContinue reading “Nothing Compares To You”

He’s Your Dog, All Right

Honey – When I set out to write to you as a form of therapy, I expected to write, and for people to read, about the feelings I was dealing with, of the memories of the two of us (or the three of us – let’s not forget Daniel, and the fact that we didContinue reading “He’s Your Dog, All Right”

The Longest Mo(u)rning

Hey, Honey – Well, this is it. The first thing I asked Daniel this morning was, “Well, are you ready for the longest morning of your life?” “No.” “…yeah, me neither.” Neither of us got much sleep last night, honey. Even without Chompers around – Kerstin offered to take care of him for the night,Continue reading “The Longest Mo(u)rning”

As I Stood at the Top of the Hill

My dearest, darling Rachel, my heart, my soul – This was not supposed to happen. You and Daniel were supposed to take one more slide down the tubing run, and then, exhausted from the climb up, we would say our goodbyes to Camp Awana for the day, and we would drive home.  Maybe we’d pickContinue reading “As I Stood at the Top of the Hill”