Tweet July 4th was always my Mom’s favorite holiday. I have childhood memories of sparklers and BBQ’s and summertime fun every 4th of July. Last year was the first year I didn’t see her on her favorite day. She and my Dad had moved across the country to Southern California in September 2009, after years…
Tweet I just realized that I haven’t written anything since the plane ride here. Pretty much been busy since I arrived, helping Dad clean out Mom’s closet and look for a new place to live. Dad doesn’t want to stay in this house anymore (I don’t blame him) since everything reminds him of Mom. The…
Tweet There is this guy. We’ll call him…“Joe.” Joe is a drug addict. Joe is the person that gave Harry the super-strong pills that eventually killed him. He then had the balls to call me and ask for them back. Joe is also a felon of some sort, I’m not sure of the details. Anyway,…
Tweet Harry was OBSESSED with the number 333. He would call me or text me when it was 3:33pm and always saw 333 everywhere. Serial numbers, house numbers, if he came across a number, it most likely had 333 in it. It happened so much during our relationship that it was a little freaky. Just…
Tweet It’s been over a month since I last wrote on this blog. I just didn’t know what to write. A month ago today, July 5th, my Mom, Kathi Kopprasch, passed away suddenly from a massive heart attack. She was 58. She was always so full of life, even having a 4th of July party…
