Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things.

-Enjoy life. Make it fun. You can only take memories with you. Make them happy ones. Laugh a lot.

-It sounds to cliche, but life really is short when you put it in perspective. If you have something you want to accomplish, do it.

-Live with… Continue Reading »

Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things.

I see you there in that big school hall, wearing your Guns N’Roses T-shirt and your fake bravado, waiting for this final day at school to end. I remember what it was like to sit where you sit, and I thought you might like some advice. So here… Continue Reading »

Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things.

I know it’s hard to be twenty-four. I remember. Harder now, maybe, than when I was then. It seems like adolescence is prolonged more and more all the time.

When we talked — when I was alive — you often expressed confusion to me about who you are.… Continue Reading »

Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things. Memories are not recognized in dates or day to day events but in glimpses of memorable moments or remarkable time frames.

When something happened to you – happy, sad, amazing, aweful, inspiring – don’t wait, write it down while it is fresh in your mind. Don’t worry about… Continue Reading »

Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things.

It’s sad that now I’m old, I only realized a couple of years ago that the ONE thing I should not have done in my abusive childhood was sacrifice myself for my siblings. And my mother.

The details are not that important, only that I grew up with… Continue Reading »

Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things.

To My Sons:
I wish I would have never said I needed help to get away from your father. I wish I just would have dealt with it and left on my own time. You were told lies about me and were told you couldn’t talk about… Continue Reading »

Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things.

Your grandfather spent his whole life collecting – rare books, valuable stamps, hard-to-find records, historical artifacts… and he lost it all in a house fire because he loved his “stuff” so much that he couldn’t even bring himself to sell off even a bit of it to build… Continue Reading »

Now that I’m dead, I want to tell you a few things. I want to tell you a story about your Grandma – my mom.

She and Grandpa had a swimming pool in the back yard, which they really enjoyed. Grandma was always nervous, though, about the neighborhood kids playing back there when no one was watching and someone, inevitably,… Continue Reading »