Tulips Spring to Life
I loved to see my father amonst his tulips. One of the hardest parts of his death was the untended yard the Spring after he was gone, overflowing with ivy and inattention.
Alcoholism in a Family
The death by alcohol of someone who was very much loved.
When There Are No Words
There are times when there are no words that make us feel better. There are only the feelings of grief and sadness that seem to permeate everything else. We can talk about them, we can pray about them, we can ignore them, we can cover them up, but they simply seem to stay. The feelings will [...]
When the Time Comes to Say, “Good-bye”
There is a certain amount of grieving a person can do in a healthy way for someone who has died. After awhile, it becomes obsessive. After awhile, it becomes self-propogating. After awhile, it becomes selfish.
Almost Done, and Then…
I miss Rindy so much. I don’t like that life moves forward without her voice, smile, intelligence, and drive.
RindyFest 2009! Update
Here are the details for the concert, RindyFest 2009!, honoring Sacramento musician and friend, Rindy Sumners. Rindy died on August 26, 2009 as a result of injuries she sustained in an automobile accident on Interstate I-80.
RindyFest 2009!
It’s official! RindyFest 2009! is up and running. Through the generosity of people like Charlie Leo, Executive Director of Natomas Charter School, Ron Dumonchelle of MonkeyGlue Productions, and many others, we are certain that Rindy Sumners, our precious songbird who died so tragically on August 26, 2009 in a horrible car accident, will still find [...]
Always Producing
I have been contacted by another of my former students who wishes to produce a concert on Rindy Sumners’ behalf. Tenatatively, we’re calling it, “RindyFest 2009!” It will help defray to costs of producing Rindy’s CD.
The Words Come, but Barely
It is so hard to write when one is grieving. It’s like finding a post-it in an office full to the rafters with papers. This is all I have right now.
Rindy’s Connectivity Explosion
How is it that a perky, loving, smart little girl, like Rindy Sumners, who had grown into a dynamic, creative woman, could have such a stellar impact in such a short time? I don’t know.
