I've been absent. The month of April was a slow, horrifying grind as our loved one went into emerge for one little thing on April 5 and never came out. She crossed over April 30th 6:30 AM from Pancreatic Cancer. To help channel my grief, I wrote Crossroads a song written in the aftermath of loss for her. Have a listen below Click to hear CROSSROADS You left your coat on my chair Like you might come back for it The eggs sat cold in the pan And the room held its breath I asked