Remembering Paul
Growing up, Paul and I were inseparable. From birthday parties in elementary school, to silly childish games on the bus, and holidays at each other’s family homes, Paul was by my side. Sure, we had moments apart, as all preteens and teenagers do while they navigate through life, but at 16, we were solid. That was my best friend. My person. My Doodle. My Paul.
Losing a Daughter on Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s Day. A day where we send our children to school with small notes of affection to pass out to their classmates. A day we acknowledge those that we love; their presence in our lives and the roles that they play. A day of giving and receiving. But for Stacy Adams, Valentine’s Day is the day her daughter Arianna was killed…