Dear Trisha; Ten years ago we watched your last breath and heard the last beat of your heart on the monitor. You had shriveled away on your hospital bed hooked up to multiple intravenous tubes. We watched your lifeless body…

Dear Trisha; Ten years ago we watched your last breath and heard the last beat of your heart on the monitor. You had shriveled away on your hospital bed hooked up to multiple intravenous tubes. We watched your lifeless body…
Dear Trish, Of all the letters and blogs I’ve done after your death this is the hardest to write. It’s even harder to share with our friends and family. I skipped last year’s note because I wasn’t ready to do…
Dear Trish, I just miss you. I don’t have much else to say. If you want to stop reading now, please know only that I miss you. (I know down deep you think all this grieving is emo and tedious.) When I…
If you came here because you saw the amazing video on the New York Times site, welcome. This site is a travel blog that charts our many trips to fantastic international (and a few domestic) destinations. Inside, you…
After the trapeze day, Trish slept for three days straight. Her body is giving out. Our amazing nurse, Sheila, told us this is what the end is like. Sheila’s words ring through my head as I hold my coffee and…