Today I tested positive for Covid. The last time was in February 2022 in the weeks between Evan’s accident and his funeral Mass and burial. With the positive test all the thoughts and feelings came flooding back. “Really? Is this necessary? Isn’t it enough that our whole world is off-kilter because our son who was…

This first December in Texas calls for celebrating new traditions as well as continuing old ones. Monday for Evan’s 41st birthday, we planned a fire pit hotdog roast in our backyard with all the Texas family. Doug had the idea to set up one of Evan’s camp chairs in honor of him. His idea meant…

What is it about Christmas carols? Not the Holly-Jolly-Winter-Wonderland -Rock-Around-the- Christmas -Tree kind; the carols we sang with our kids evenings during advent season in years past. Tears flow at the singing of Hark the Herald Angels Sing, Angels We Have Heard on High, Silent Night, the First Noel, Joy to the World, O Come…