The time of year has hit where there ae so many days that have meanings to me but really no one else. Literally I can sit and relive each day from today though November 3, 2019. Many sounds even trigger ...
At 66, I look back on my life as a series of eras: periods of varying lengths of time that were significant in some way or another. The innocent years of childhood. My turbulent and foolish teens. The wonder and ...
Three years If you told me three years ago tonight that Matt would die the day I would have never believed it. But somehow when the officer called to say he passed away I knew that he was gone. My ...
Just to be clear, everyone you know has 100% chance of dying. Me, you and even your favorite dog. So why do people act so crazy when the inevitable happens? Because there’s no guidelines. There are social rules to everything ...
Don’t let the trauma and grief we have experienced distort who we are and who God is. As I go through challenges and troubles, the evil that I’ve experienced while alive on this earth can often limit my perspective of ...
Triggers & Trauma Crisp fall air triggers a wave of nausea. Falling leaves remind me of sitting, shocked and broken watching a group of loved ones entertain my boys with a giant leaf pile in the earliest moments ...
Grief is an unravelling of everything we once knew and were. It isn't that we can't heal. As we heal, we are transformed by the wounds we sustained. Our former self no longer exists, and we are forever changed. If ...
Long Journey, Uncharted Waters I looked through a box of keepsakes today spanning my young childhood years, which included photos of my goofy bangs and “Goosey goosey” stage. Cards of congratulations for being a high school grad…a check I forgot ...
Day by Day I have been just holding it together. So many things are happening and on top of it I am in that time of year that I hate now. My Birthday weekend was our last good weekend. ...
The past eleven months have felt like a blur, yet I find myself now counting down to the anniversary of my partner's death instead of tallying up the number of days or months that have passed since she left. Each ...