Halloween Special Edition: Mama’s Boy
Oh, Mama. I usually write to you on Mother’s Day–a day filled with sweet memories and an undeniable sense of injustice for me. I write about what’s going on with me. I tell you about Dad, about life since you died. I write about memories and church...
Mama’s Boy, vol. 4
Read the previous letters: Mama’s Boy, Vol. 1 Mama’s Boy, Vol. 2 Mama’s Boy, Vol. 3 Dear Mama, I wore flamingo socks today, and I thought of you all morning. Years ago, you jokingly bought two plastic pink flamingos for the front lawn. Dad and I...
Mama’s Boy, Vol. 3
Read the previous letters: Mama’s Boy, Vol. 1 Mama’s Boy, Vol. 2 Dear Mama, It’s my third year sitting down around this time of year and thinking about all the things I want to tell you. Like how I miss calling you. It’s been seven years...
Mama’s Boy, vol. 2
Dear Mama, Last year around this time, I wrote you a letter. It was my first May in Connecticut, and I was feeling sorry for myself. I missed home and the people at home. And, of course, I missed you–that part hasn’t changed. Just last week I was moving...
Mama’s Boy
To my sweet Mama, It’s been four years since we last shared a Mother’s Day together in person. This time four years ago you were in the middle of a rigorous series of chemo treatments–treatments we discovered the following July had worked. That fall,...01. WELCOME
