The Big Blue Mess

Since Then

Ten years after losing Jay, I’ve yelled at ashes, traveled the world, joined an orchestra, thrown a reverse Quinceañera, and built a…

My therapist asked me to explore my “shallow” emotions through writing and really try to “feel” them. So here we are.

A story about how airports became a source of anxiety and how I overcame that in an unexpected way, and decided Kevin…

I’m trying to get back into the habit of writing. I probably mentioned that previously, but hey, I’m mentioning it again because…

A story about a random encounter that wasn’t really mine.

I sat down to clean my desk. Instead, I wrote about orchestra bullies, trash‑can acrobatics, unexpected courage, and the lessons that stuck…