Hello Mother. It is I, your number three son. I remember the first FB message I got from you. “Hello James … this is your mother.” I’d been trying to get you to set up a Facebook account for months, maybe a year or so before, and then one day, out of the blue I… Continue reading
Today is fast becoming my new mother’s day. Not in a way to celebrate, but more to honor my mom. I often talk with her and let her know what is going on, and this year, I’m writing a letter to my mom, to keep her updated on life as it has happened without her… Continue reading
One year ago, we listened as you took your last breath. There was silence. There was sadness. Our hearts were broken and an emptiness began to form, as we came to the realization that you were not going to be there with us anymore. One year ago, at 10:15 PM on that Thursday night, our… Continue reading
It seems I post a lot about time recently. Time passing by quickly, or in some cases slowly. Today’s post is a reflection of time in a letter to my mum.
Eighty years ago in a small town of Seymour, Australia, my mom – Dawn Olive McCullough – was born. It is hard to fathom everything that mom lived through in the time that since she was born. She celebrated seventy-nine of her birthdays on this earth, including her seventy-third (73rd) with Chris and I and… Continue reading
As of writing this post, that is how many minutes since my mom died. This calculates down to 3 months and 12 days since August 2nd around 22:15 (10:15 PM). [Actually it is a little longer than that, as Australia was ahead of the USA by 15 hours at the time.] 3 months doesn’t seem… Continue reading
A number of people asked for information on my mother’s funeral, and I felt that it was easier to share this here.