Category Archives: WRITING

11:11

I can’t believe it’s been 11 days already. And I haven’t “blogged” rjk5000 style in probably 11 years. But right now—in these circumstances—writing is what feels best. Eddie died 11 days ago. And that is the first time I’ve said “died.” I’ve been using the euphemism “passed away” to break the sad news to people. But you are not people. You are me. It’s been difficult. Tough and weird and surreal and dizzying and sad. But also beautiful. Half of all my crying … Continue Reading »