One way or another, our conversations always include Autumn – sometimes laughing, sometimes crying as we talk. In our conversation, I described the following… Life is like a garden. In 1997, when Autumn and I started dating, we started our garden of life. Getting married, having a baby, finishing school, moving and starting a new […]
Today is my first Thanksgiving Day without Autumn by my side. Our first was in 1997, shortly after we started dating. I’m currently in an airport sitting across from Gate C12, in front of a Tram entrance, waiting for my daughter to land and unsuccessfully trying to hold back the tears. It has been just
I’ve been spending too much time lately attempting to understand my “why” and find meaning. Why do I get up in the morning – what drives the day forward – what do I hold on to when life becomes difficult? I’m coming up a little short. From the time Autumn and I were married, I’ve
I’m not sure how this will go, but life seems to be that way right now. We hit our stride, then trip and fall down and need a plan to get back up. I am planning, at least for today, to periodically write here on Autumn’s blog. I am hopeful it will be helpful, an