Today is my son’s 15th birthday. I should be happy to celebrate but he is at that age where he doesn’t care if mom makes him a cake or a special dinner.
I also realized that this day last year is the last day I spent with both of my parents for his 14th birthday. In two weeks, the anniversary of my own personal hell will begin and in my mind I’ve already started to relive it.
My dad was being rushed to the hospital and my mom was calling my cell phone. The sound was garbled and I didn’t want to talk on the phone while […]