Dear Dan, Another birthday you don't have. Happy birthday, wherever you may be. I love and miss you, my Danny Boy!
Robin Williams
Dear Dan, Well, now you get to meet Robin Williams. I'm sorry you two couldn't figure out another way. I'd sort of like to be a fly on the wall for the meeting. Two of my favorite funny men, cracking jokes. I don't know that you would actually be making the jokes, though. You would... Continue Reading →
The notes
Dear Dan, I don't know why I suddenly thought about this after 5 tears. You wrote notes before you left. I don't know how long before. I can't imagine writing them. But then, I can't imagine committing suicide either. Dwelling on your thoughts and feelings surrounding the writing of the notes sends me into a... Continue Reading →
You’re here again
Dear Dan, I went to the Petco to get Iggy some food. I parked next to a car that I didn't realize was occupied -- by YOU! I swear. I looked at the driver and almost passed out. He looked like you did in your 40s. I didn't want to stare and have him turn... Continue Reading →
Wearing purple
Dear Dan, As promised on Facebook, I'm wearing purple. In remembrance of those kids who committed suicide recently. Truthfully, I'm also wearing it for you. Purple was never one of your favorites. I think it was aversion therapy from when I was little and everything had to be purple. You know the color I'm talking... Continue Reading →
Again, in my dreams
Dear Dan, You called last night. In my dream, my cell phone rang and it was your voice. I don't remember the words, but I remember understanding that you were someone who knew the family and knew about the suicide. I recognized your voice. Parenthetically, I can still hear your voice in my mind. I... Continue Reading →
It's My World 