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Born When Nate was born, My heart began to beat. When Brandon was born, I took my first breath. When Jace was born, My spirit awoke. L. Mac..

I thought my mother was cold during my father's death. I was wrong. Here is her explanation to her actions. I love you mom.

About missing life with my brother.

Walk in my shoes as I experienced my brother death.

Puppet Master You crept in like a mischievious thief. Intrigued, decieved and retrieved my son. Influencing and destroying his beautiful life. D..

This was a dream I had as a teenager. I woke up and wrote it and never change the word.

We need to start believing again.

A letter to my son's father.

Empathy I felt when hearing of a grieving parent.

Jesus is love.