wave-white-flag

I am giving up.  Throwing in the towel.  The writing is, and has been, on the wall for a while now.  Rees’ story has been told and, in the end, people really don’t care about kindness.  Our movement is yesterday’s news and its time has come.  In reality, no real change ever actually happens. How was I so stupid to think Rees’ story could make a difference?  The children in the schools I speak to forget about my message the minute they leave the room.  I could have done so much more.  Our scholarships don’t help enough people.  Spreading kindness isn’t a real thing.  It’s not worth it.  What’s the point? People would rather read about the Kardashians rather than kindness.  I’m doing this because I can’t let go of my dead son – and it’s time to let go…

I imagine that a great many people won’t read past … Read More

bekindtoyourself

If time “flies” when you are having fun, it enters warp-speed when you are grieving the loss of a child.  It’s hard to believe that we are now in the fourth year of our mission to spread kindness in our late son’s name.  It’s even harder to reconcile the fact that my little boy’s laughter has not filled our home for more than three years now.  It has been more than one thousand days since I have held, tickled, teased or cradled him.  The passage of all that time has done nothing to ease the pain of his absence.  1,000 days sounds like so much time, yet if I gauge that time based on my level of pain, it would seem no time has passed at all.  Today hurts just as much as day one did three years ago.

When we first lost Rees time seemed to stand still.  It … Read More