One of the very first moments I realized that I truly was a "alone" came about a week after Nate's funeral. My dad and I were sitting at yet another bank trying to get all of me and Nate's financial ...
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I met someone 5 months after Jerry died. Very unexpectedly. We became friends because I was not ready to think about another relationship. It slowly grew into something wonderful. Now almost 2 years later after meeting him, we are still ...
I catch myself talking out loud a lot when I’m alone in the car. Luckily, nowadays, the passengers in the cars around me assume I’m on a hands-free phone, so it doesn’t seem strange to see me alone gabbing away ...
Father's Day is hard. The End. This could literally be this whole post and that would probably ring true to so many of you. My dad didn't live with us after I turned 9. He had, and still has, another ...
For the past few months, life has been pretty good. I have my vision board in place, and lots of activities and plans and dreams for my future that keep me occupied. I’ve been writing up a storm, and was ...
I woke up today realizing I feel more alone now than I ever have in my life. And it’s not just that I’m living alone for the first time - no parents, no child: totally alone in this quiet house. ...
Guilt. It is that awful feeling that creeps up in dark moments – shows up unannounced, and with no true purpose, other than to torture with a million different “what ifs”. It has a sneaky way of allowing self-doubt to ...
Before and after. Two words that signify a complete and utter evolution in my life. From simple to complex...mostly predictable to unknown...happy to *it depends on the day and the hour*... Before and freaking after. A beginning that led to ...