Seven Years On
Dear Mom, It’s now been seven years. Each August 2nd I find myself here again, writing to you—remembering, updating, and trying to capture how much I miss you. Some years feel harder than others,...
Dear Mom, It’s now been seven years. Each August 2nd I find myself here again, writing to you—remembering, updating, and trying to capture how much I miss you. Some years feel harder than others,...
August 2, 2024 Dear Mom, Today marks six years since you left us, and not a day goes by that I don’t think about you and miss you dearly. Your love and guidance have...
Today marks what would have been the 85th birthday of an extraordinary woman – my mother. As I navigate through this bittersweet day, I find myself enveloped in a sea of memories, each a...
Miss you every day, but I’m reminded how much I miss you on this day when you left us. Love you mom. Life just isn’t the same without you. Miss telling you about everything...
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...
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...
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...
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...
A number of people asked for information on my mother’s funeral, and I felt that it was easier to share this here.
Well it is a little after the mid-year, but I thought I should make a post – if only for historical purposes. Since the last post (way back in April) a lot has been...