memories

Revised Post: Four

Click here to read the entire post. “It’s not just Hans I miss. It is all of them together as happy children […]

Most of the animals we keep were acquired when our children were young. Our oldest animal, a goat (The Old Lady), died […]

One of the things bereaved parents would like you to know is this: Even though they may seem pretty together and functional; […]

It would easy to spend all my time preoccupied with the past. The way it was. Looking at – no examining – […]

Walking through Sears department store the other day, I passed by the boys’ and then the men’s department while calmly experiencing all […]

Can it be a whole year since we saw our boy’s face? If you have a special memory of Hans (no matter […]

For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and […]

Our last Christmas tree with Hans was cut in mid-December 2015. Usually, the spruces stay fresh and last well into January, sometimes […]

Fear. It is a feeling you get in the pit of your stomach. An intense uneasiness. An acute sense of dread. Like, […]

It is a Sunday afternoon in summer. The first summer without Hans. Manfred and Noah are three hundred miles away on a […]