A Death in the Family

Last night my mom’s only living sibling passed away. She was 92 years old. I’m so grateful that Mark and I got the chance to visit with her last April when we went to Cebu. She’s the sister closest to mom. Now mom is the only one left. The thought makes me sad. Then again,…

Grief and “Better Things”

It’s strange how one simple but profound scene from a television show can transform you into a weeping mess. I’ve been home most of the time over the last 15 days since my wrist has been in a splint due to a freak accident in an elevator. And so my days have been filled with…