A Can Of Pineapples...: it was just a can...until it wasn't

I grew up in a house full of silence. Some of it was grief. Some of it was fear. A lot of it was survival. My father died when I was still a toddler, and though I don't remember the sound of his voice, I remember the void he left behind, and what it did to my mother. She never stopped trying, never stopped caring, never stopped choosing us over herself.This book is the story of everything I couldn't say back then. The weight I held. The questions I buried, and the quiet, steady promise I made to the woman who held us all together. "One day, you'll see it was worth it."A Can of Pineapples is about what we carry and who we carry it for. It's for the kids who grow up too fast and the mothers who never get the credit they deserve; men who are still healing from what they were never allowed to feel. If you've ever wondered how you'll make it through - this is for you. If you're still in the middle of it...this book is proof that the middle isn't the end. Read more