That’s not quite true. Only my husband is scattered in Texas (well, there’s probably plenty of ashes scattered all over Texas, just no one that I know). And he wasn’t … Continue reading All My Exes Are Scattered in Texas
Category: Love
What Is The Point?
My preteen is struggling. Hard. As most preteens are and have been since the beginning of time I imagine. It’s an awkward age of craving independence, thinking you know it … Continue reading What Is The Point?
Yesterday Was Lovely, Thanks for Asking
I am fine. Better than fine. I was not sad yesterday. Firstly, because I think Valentine’s Day is stupid. I do not think celebrating love is stupid, for the record, … Continue reading Yesterday Was Lovely, Thanks for Asking
Time Heals All Wounds
I call bull shit. There are some wounds that will never fully heal, that constantly get cut back open and while the pain may not be as severe, it still … Continue reading Time Heals All Wounds
CALM THE EFF DOWN
Today I said another goodbye. To a house. To a yard. To a pond. To neighbors (ok, I didn’t literally say goodbye to the neighbors since most of them likely … Continue reading CALM THE EFF DOWN
Hallelujah! Holy Shit! Where’s the Tylenol?
Yes, I realize I’ve totally “borrowed” my title from Christmas Vacation but it seemed appropriate given my current life, and my past life, and hell, probably my future life so … Continue reading Hallelujah! Holy Shit! Where’s the Tylenol?
Forever 37
Today is “Deady’s” birthday. He would have been 39. There are certain days, post loss, that you just know are going to be hard – hard to function, hard to … Continue reading Forever 37
Ride or Die
On a frigid winter day (February 14, 2009, to be exact) in Denver, CO, a young couple decided to hop in their Jeep Liberty and take a trip to Boulder. … Continue reading Ride or Die
Miss Independence
It came again. My anniversary that is. Today would have been 12 years of wedded bliss/torment. But alas, and in case you are brand new here, my husband is dead. … Continue reading Miss Independence
Get Lit
Disclaimer: I say the fuck word. A lot. And other bad words. It’s been a bit since I’ve had anything to say. That’s not quite true. I always have things … Continue reading Get Lit
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