3 o’clock this afternoon, will be exactly 12 weeks since Lawrence stopped living. There are still days I can’t get out of bed. The seemingly smallest things can crush me. For example, I was doing laundry and at the end of folding, as usual, I was left with several unmatched boy socks. The thought crossed…

Music was a constant companion for Lawrence and I. His first concert (in-utero) was Prince in 2003/4ish. His first actual concert was Elton John with a 2-Cellos opener (1st grade, age 7) He and I saw Buddy Guy and Jonny Lang the next year when Lawrence was in 2nd grade, and he was so disappointed…

Everyone has different beliefs about what happens to us after we die, and I’m certainly no expert. What I can tell you is that there were so many times I felt my boy’s presence in the days and weeks after he died. I didn’t have visions or feel invisible hugs but there were definitely signs…

Everyone worries about knowing what to say to someone like me in a time like this, but that is a worry that is impossible to relieve because there are no words that can make it make sense or ease the pain. What I found most comforting in the hours and days immediately after it ended…

Tuesday, June 21, 2022 was just a normal day at work, until it wasn’t. I was sitting at my desk when I received a text from an unknown number: 4:37pm- “this is Jay, Lawrence’s friend, I just heard something, where’s Law?” “ppl telling me he just got shot” I called Jay and he said that…