The Detective and The Case of the Missing Lol
What does a police detective do after he retires? Who knows? It's a mystery.
A couple of days ago I was leaving the house to go write at a coffee shop. Wait. That's a lie. Sort of. Okay, not really a lie. Well, I mean I was leaving the house. I was going to go write at a coffee shop. But I was not leaving the house because I... Continue Reading →
This is the 4th coffee shop I have sat in in the last hour. I can't seem to find my focus today. That's a rare thing for me. Granted I have less important things to do nowadays, so focusing is not a life and death issue anymore, but still, it's a rare (and unwelcome) thing.... Continue Reading →
On this day three years ago, I sat in Dr. Juan Bernini's office at Vannie E. Cook Jr. Children's Cancer & Hematology Clinic as he told me and other family members that Andre, the cutest little 4-year-old boy in our world, had leukemia. He pointed to a screen on a computer and showed us a... Continue Reading →
There was a short period of time, when I was very young, that I believed only people I didn’t know would die. To be sure, I had no real idea what “die” meant, but it never happened to people I knew. And then, one day, it did. I don’t remember who the first person was,... Continue Reading →
