Day 1,057: 10 years…

Day 1,057: 10 years…

My brother died 10 years ago from a successful suicide attempt. There hadn’t been any “unsuccessful” attempts before September 19, 2006…but it still feels like using those words is appropriate because there is something about them that seems...
Day 1,003: That moment when…

Day 1,003: That moment when…

…you realize that you’ve been off a day on your count for the blog, for, like two and a half months…yeah. It’s true. I mean, I guess this time at least I’m off BEHIND a day as opposed to the last time it happened where I realized I had...
Day 701: Thinking of You

Day 701: Thinking of You

I killed it today. Well…”killed” it actually isn’t quite right – it wasn’t a case of herculean effort and a grand triumph. No, it was much more of the “slow and a steady wins the race” kind of success story. It *was*...
Day 612: Turning a corner

Day 612: Turning a corner

First off…today is July 2, 2015. My late younger brother Russell was born on July 2, 1989, and he died on September 19, 2006. He would have been 26 today, having a quarter life crises, struggling perhaps to find a job after college…it’s just very...
Day 326: Russell

Day 326: Russell

My little brother Russell died in a car crash 8 years ago today. I remember exactly where I was standing when I heard the news. I had just come out of the bathroom at Maggiano’s, and my mom had left me message saying that I needed to call home. I did, and she...