The first Thanksgiving I spent with Jay, he was not yet my husband. We weren’t even dating. He and his family lived across the street from my grandma, and we had all gathered potluck style. Mostly, he had annoyed me. ...
Tomorrow is Halloween. It was my husband‘s favorite holiday (and Thanksgiving, because of the food). He loved dressing up and putting on a show, he always had. It brought him to life. It’s what he loved so much about being ...
The cashier insisted I bring home two pumpkins and a giant bag of candy after I awkwardly responded to her Halloween inquiry. ‘Uhm, Halloween just....isn't in the cards this year.' A thousand responses had flipped through my mind when she ...
Tonight I ate Popcorners for dinner. I just couldn’t make an another decision and they were sitting in front of my face as I stared into the pantry for the fifth time trying to decide what to have for dinner. ...
I short circuit sometimes – when life gets too stressful – to a memory that repeats in haunting fashion. It is the lips of the doctor mouthing the words, “These things happen.” His lips are chapped and peeling. The corners ...
When I’ve gone to write posts for this blog, the words just fell out of me. But not this time. This time it doesn’t feel like I have any words to give. Sometimes it feels like this is all I ...
I still feel married. The dichotomy of this phrase is largely dismissed by widows. Conversely, we pass it around like bread at the dinner table, slathering it with butter and comforting our palates with the way it rolls off our ...
I have believed in God for as long as I can remember. My mother and the church indoctrinated me with visions of the cross, and on Sundays, I trailed behind her with hurried steps while she marched us towards service ...
Learning to let people help you can be very hard. I have often had to bury my ego and seek help from my Mom or sometimes, in extreme cases, church. I enjoy being the giver much more than receiving. ...
Photo by Skye Hatten Photography On Thursday, it was six months since I lost you. It was also your 41st birthday. I can’t believe it’s been 6 months since I last heard you say my name and I last felt ...