Today is one year since we got the news that Lindsay was in remission. I remember how casually she texted me about it and how much I cried. Tomorrow is eight months since Lindsay passed away.  Each day it becomes less believable. I have our pictures hanging in my cubicle at work and one by… Continue reading Thoughts


Your Voice Was The Soundtrack Of My Summer

November 24, 2007 House of Blues, Atlantic City, NJ The first time I saw Boy Like Girls, my first kind of big concert. My mom had the lamest rule ever that we couldn’t attend our first concert until we were 16. So when my sister saw Britney Spears in 2001,  I wasn’t allowed to go. Life… Continue reading Your Voice Was The Soundtrack Of My Summer