August 11, 2017: Cruel Transition

One year ago today, H woke up in the middle of the night coughing and gasping for air. His vocal chords had swollen to the point where taking a breath was a herculean effort. Not a reason to panic in this house. He is prone to croup, and I have too much experience being woken … Continue reading August 11, 2017: Cruel Transition

August 10, 2017: Hey Oh!

A year ago today, I finished a final revision of my then latest manuscript. I typed “the end” and sent it directly to Matt. Slightly off or not, in the clutches of a slow descent or plateaued, his opinion was the one I still sought out first and trusted the most. He responded that he’d … Continue reading August 10, 2017: Hey Oh!