Connor was always attracted to helping others, especially in times of perceived danger or need. I can think of twice when a car accident happened right in front of us and he would leap out of the car, rush over and see if everyone was okay.  Once, a woman sat on the curb holding her head and he sat next to her telling her it was okay and that the ambulance was coming.  He couldn’t have been but 12 years old.  One time I took him and his brother to dinner and a pickup truck ca

I am now 18 months into a life I never imagined possible.  When I think about 18 months, it was the length of my two pregnancies.  It was...

After the initial shock of Connor’s death subsided, I decided I had to do something to redirect my grief into some kind of action.  What...