I wasn’t entirely sure how I wanted to start this blog post. Or this series rather. Would I need to go back and explain reffing? Derby? My goals and the past year? Should I just jump straight in and talk about the trip? I wasn’t sure. I’m still not entirely sure. I wanted some sort …
A year ago my mom was still alive today. I was busy, planning for a trip. Getting ready to leave town for three days. She called and we talked about a visit to my grandmother I was going to make. I remember being really wrapped up in packing as she was trying to talk to …
Someone recently commented to me that they were glad I was “doing so much better”. It struck me as a rather odd statement coming from someone who doesn’t know me very well and for the fact that it implies that I was doing poorly and there was some visible improvment. To be fair, I had …
I’m not sure I even want to post this. It feels hurtful. So I won’t. I feel bad for anyone who has come into my life this year. I’m chaos. I used to care a lot about things and now i struggle to decide what’s important and what’s not. I can’t seem to find the …
I’m not sure Fridays will ever be normal again. I wake up and I hurt. She’s really gone and sometimes I can pretend she isn’t. How can a person leave such a hole in you? We lose so much that we didn’t know we had. It’s the kidlets 7 yr 5 month day. Not a …
Let us examine the door. We know the basics. Handle or knob. Lock. Hinges. Maybe it has a window. Perhaps it has a small peephole of knocker. The face of a door can have panels. And mullions. That little bit at the bottom that theoretically keeps the dirt and bugs out is called a sweep. …
I’ve spent a lot of time in parking lots lately. I go do some chores or run around and when im done, I’ll often sit in my car listening to music or sleeping. I’ve got a favorite spot in town right now. It’s quiet, off the beaten path and the view is killer. It’s great …
Friday is the worst. Thinking about that drive, waiting to hear what I already knew. The feeling of having to be “okay” because no one needed to know. The feeling that maybe it was going to be okay because I hadn’t heard. Then knowing it was over. I really think Fridays are the worst. Another …
It’s after midnight, closerto 1:00 am and I’m sitting in the dark full of thoughts about how loss is all around us all the time. It’s not a great way to wake up. I can’t see a time when this won’t be who I am. I think about tomorrow (today) and try to plan ways …
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 