My mind is locked in a circle. Bad. I keep writing the same stories over and over. Adding little bits here and there…but the same...

Today I started facial therapy for the nerve transplant in the right side of my face. I had a sling installed in my nose>eye...

Okay. We all know it’s been a year and a half of constant change, nothing but change. And yet here I am on the verge of a major major...

It’s been 447 days. That to me is unreal. It’s hard to even understand that this is my reality. It’s hard to believe that I haven’t...

In the past year and a half I have lost everything. Literally everything. Ability to work...gone Independence...gone Trey...gone Only...

This has nothing to do with anything. It’s just that Trey always taught me to think, and always ask who’s behind the curtain...

Had a slow start for a Sunday. Stopped by Boca Vista to see the Strocks. Over the past year especially it just feels like home. It’s...

Always fun...picnics, food, family, summer, laid back, relaxed. This year is totally different. I guess because last year was such a...

I miss Treys voice. His inflections. His knowledge of everything. His willingness to let you know ... that he knew everything, and...

There is nothing easy about it. At all. I thought life was an emotional rollercoaster before...now I long for those days. I just want...

May 17th Man. Nine years ago it must have been a Friday ... we had steak. Seven years ago we were in Atlanta. The girls stayed the...

10 years ago (May 13) we were invited to Washington DC for the Remodeling Magazine ‘Big 50’ awards dinner. It was probably Treys...

The last time I ‘worked’ was January 13, 2020. 480 days. It’s hell. Pure HELL. Sure...everyone says, and thinks - oh man it’s be so...

One of Treys most prized possessions was his Grandmother Johnny’s Franciscan Ivy dinnerware. If you’ve eaten at our house chances are...

The past two weeks have been really very difficult. Not from any one thing...just a culmination of many things, all at once....

Are just hard. Hards not even the word. Somedays just suck. I don’t even know what it is...it’s Trey, it’s the stroke, it’s the...

As great as the weekend was...there’s always coming home. There’s always that moment. I don’t know how to describe it...but that moment...