03/29/2025
This post is not about coffee.
I’ve gone back and forth on whether to share this here. This is a business account, a place for coffee tips, humor, and pretty pictures. But it feels wrong to pretend everything is normal when, in reality, the past few weeks have been anything but.
Two and a half weeks ago, I got the phone call everyone dreads. My sister, Colleen ( called and said the words that shattered everything: “Barry died.” My older brother, 51 years old, gone so suddenly, so unexpectedly. The shock and grief hit like a tidal wave—one I’m still trying to swim through.
Thank you for your love and kindness as we walk this road. In the world’s eyes, we wear our best faces, offering a smile when we can. But some days, the weight of grief keeps us home, where the sorrow is heavy, and memories linger.
We feel your prayers, and the quiet strength of a loving God wrapping us in His arms, holding us close as we mourn.
And we know—happiness and sorrow are not opposites but companions, woven together into the story God is still writing.
Thank you for caring.