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
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
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
Someone told me that just the other day – “awkward is your beauty”. And my response was “umm thanks?” because I wasn’t quite sure if it was a compliment or … Continue reading Awkward Is My Beauty
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
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
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
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
My parent’s road was not an easy one. They married at 18 years young and had their first child in the same year, a bouncing baby boy who turned out … Continue reading Mama
Dear Jonesie: I know I’m not supposed to be writing to you anymore what with you not actually being here (because you’re dead and stuff) and I said that I … Continue reading Well, It’s April 12th
So that happened today. That very beautiful sign was hung on our local baseball field to honor our very missed father, husband and coach. And it couldn’t have come at … Continue reading Jellyfish Stings