About a year ago, I wrote a short story called Irreversible for an anthology about family. This is an incredibly personal story for me and though there are fictional liberties, the sentiments are rooted (often too closely) in reality. Some time later, I had my good friend David Clark record a narration of the piece for a video I never got around to producing.

Today is my mom’s birthday, and I know it’s going to be hard for me and for my family, so I thought I would finally get around to sharing this piece with you. The closing lines of this story resonate with me today more than most.

Without further ado, I’ll let the story speak for itself.

Happy birthday, mom. I miss you like crazy.