“Wasn’t the worst thing that ever happened to me,” a quote from our surviving son,… Read the post“Wasn’t the Worst Thing That Ever Happened”
There has been a corner of my mind that has been preoccupied with something since… Read the postKeeping secrets from God.
As I dragged the couch out from the wall to vacuum behind and underneath it… Read the postVacuuming, Nesting, and Rebirth
Unending rain this week, shunning the stores as much as I can, furtively looking for… Read the postThe Burden of a Christmas Visit Not Made
Grief and nutrition are intertwined, we need to eat, we don’t want to eat, nothing… Read the postGrief, nutrition, and really good beef bone broth.
My Facebook post from December 15, 2010 read like this, So, our first Christmas without… Read the postMy first anxiety attack and the “Damn Good” cookie that it produced.
I am cleaning today, sort of, catching up from having the small furry guest for… Read the postNot quite ready for Swedish heavy metal…yet.
Such a long time since I dreamed of you Justin. In my dream I walked… Read the postGrief, you and I may always be partners, but I shall lead the dance.
