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
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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.
Old Photos of You
I scroll through the photos on my phone looking for ones I’ve taken long ago. When that part of me I still am today was alive without the weight I now carry. I can’t believe how far I have to go. I scroll and scroll and scroll.To find that time. The pictures flash by like … Continue reading Old Photos of You
Numbers Make Us Count
What happened in Maine stirred feelings about the mass killing that took my son Josiah's life. This post shares information I have not shared before.
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.
What’s Heaven Like, Momma?
Momma and I. 1979-ish. It’s your birthday today, the second one since you left. The missing you has become mostly seamless, no more hard rise and fall, just a current that flows beneath me as time carries on. I swore I heard your voice the other night, speaking from somewhere in the back of my … Continue reading What’s Heaven Like, Momma?
Writing My Truthiest Truth
Writing My Truthiest Truth - and the digging that has to be done to get there.
Remember the Birds 