Hi, Friends. I was up early this morning, long before the sun. It could've been the moon shining through my window that woke me. I was surprised to see it still hanging in the sky considering it rose early yesterday evening. One would think it'd have the good sense to go to bed, but maybe … Continue reading January 15, 2025
Et Alia
Hello from the first week of January 2025
Hi, Friends. Here we are on the very first days of 2025, over a quarter of our way into a century which seems like only just began. It's hard to believe how quickly the time passes, isn't it? This past year, as I mentioned in my last post, did not unfold in the way that … Continue reading Hello from the first week of January 2025
Where to go from here.
I've been wanting to write to all of you for some time, only I haven't known where to begin. Most of what I've had to report wasn't anything any of us hoped for, so the intention of this post is to catch you all up and then quite frankly, let it go. Shortly after we … Continue reading Where to go from here.
Sobering Events
"Things have got to change." My words were loud and clear as if someone was listening. I lay supine on Margie's old sofa, staring at the same clock that struck me the night before. I was the first to wake. Margie's small home was distinctly quiet, perched high above the eclectic town of Nelson with … Continue reading Sobering Events
Hello, it’s me again.
I am back at my computer after an eight week hiatus of insanity, joy, revelation and uncertainty while my partner Brian and I picked up and moved cross country, traveling 5300 miles in three weeks from the north coast of California to Washington state where we visited both family and Josiah's grave and then back … Continue reading Hello, it’s me again.
I Was A Widow Once.
I was a widow once. When I say once, I mean that’s how many times it’s happened. I was the girl and then young woman who grew up always wanting to find her husband. Her tried and true. Her one and only. He would be the one thing in my life that never changed, that … Continue reading I Was A Widow Once.
With 74 days left in 2023, where has the time gone?
I thought I'd drop by and say hello, but I must admit in doing so that I am surprised to find my last entry was posted nearly a month ago which begs the question yet again, Where does the time go? I have an app on my phone that up until Josiah was killed, kept … Continue reading With 74 days left in 2023, where has the time gone?
The Tangled Lives We Live
An essay exploring the undeniable parallels of art, life and grieving.
Writing My Truthiest Truth
Writing My Truthiest Truth - and the digging that has to be done to get there.
Days Between
My experience with grief has been a roller coaster, as I know it is for many. When I look at the bell curve of it all, I can see the progress, the normalcy coming back into my life. The hanging frown that I could not seem to lift has faded and a smile often stretches … Continue reading Days Between
Remember the Birds 