I started this blog soon after the death of my beautiful 17-year-old son, Hayden, as a way to deal with my grief. I titled it "Dear Hayden" because at first I wrote as if I was writing to him. My use of the word "dear" ended up being twofold: "used as an affectionate or friendly form of address" and "regarded with deep affection; cherished by someone." Many posts are saved quotes, song lyrics, Bible verses, poems, etc. with credit given to the actual authors as much as possible. Enjoy~
Thursday, June 23, 2016
Cops make me jiggy
This has always been the case when I see a cop pull up in front of the office, that I get scared they have bad news for me, but of course it's heightened since it actually happened. Usually if they pull up in front of the office they keep walking uptown, but today Officer Dave decided to come in and give me a heart attack. He was just coming in to say hi, but those same horrible feelings came rushing back the day the officers came to the door at home to take us to the hospital after your accident. It's amazing how it takes me right back. Horrifying.
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