Meet Me On The Mountaintop

"And, for the first time in as long as I can remember, I had no pain in my chest today.  Just like that, 21 years of pain all washed away on a mountaintop by a castle with my dad." - My Journal Entry 10/3/17 - Germany: Day 3, Heidelberg: Day 1 My third day in...

His Favorite Color was Blue

Like many of us who lost a parent young, I have very few memories left of my dad. Throughout my life, it's been tough to discern whether or not the ones I have are actual memories or a creation of the perfect dad I would like to hold on to.  The vivid memories that I do...