Today marks the 10-year anniversary of my mom’s heavenly passing. Normally, I’d be the one to share a memory of her and reflect on the impact she’s had on my life—but today, the script got flipped.
She shared a memory with me in a most beautiful and unexpected way. Continue reading “Birthdays In A Time Of COVID-19”
December 7, 1941. FDR forever branded that day as a “date which will live in infamy.” The attack by Japanese air squadrons on the U.S. was sudden. Shocking. Our nation was left stunned and wholly unprepared.
Sixty years later, 9/11 happened and history seemingly repeated itself, leaving us once again in a state of horror and shock.
Then, nine years later, my own personal date of infamy struck. Continue reading “The Woman Who Inspired The Name”
