For a long time after Jess died, I was angry. I guess in some ways, it’s normal to be angry when someone you love dies. It’s unfair for someone so young to die. She had struggled and conquered so much, and had so much life left to live, and then, suddenly, this. A freak accident,…… Continue reading miss you, bee
For the most part, I think I’m a pretty open person – no secrets here. Ask me anything, and I’ll do my best to give you an honest answer. There is one question, however, that I’ve come to kind of dread. “What does that tattoo mean?” That question can feel intrusive enough when you…… Continue reading be. here. now.