10 Years After Columbine: How Sometimes We Just Forget to Say Goodbye
The columbine that grows in our garden underneath the playroom window. 10 years ago, my oldest daughter was preparing for graduation ceremonies with her pre-kindergarten class, while my middle girl spent the afternoon with her "lunch bunch" pals and I attempted NOT to cry as I desperately tried to nurse my infant son. I was unsuccessful on both counts. Little did I know, the tears I shed that day would be no match to the gut-wrenching pain of watching my 15 year-old child walk out the door, without saying goodbye...again. "Where's Holly?" My 10 year-old son was teasing my youngest... Read more →