This week, I had a date with Matt and James, we showered our team with gifts at our holiday staff meeting (matching red plaid pajamas), we went to the funeral for C’s grandma and the memorial today at the home of C’s parents, I got sick, and I finished three books. All in all, a … Continue reading
The sun offered a tender warmth on a day that felt like early September at seventy-one degrees, not mid-December. Mountains rose up behind us so clear, you could see every little peak and boulder. Down on the grass, still perilously soft from last week’s rain, spinning pinwheels and gladiolas marked loved ones who have moved … Continue reading
We went to a beautiful winter wedding last night. There were twinkle lights in the trees, a delicate silver branch pinned into the bride’s hair. There were Dumbledore quotes and LOTR references in their vows. Because the bride doesn’t like to dance, there was a Nintendo Switch downstairs and a heated Mario Kart tournament happening. … Continue reading
Today I took V to see my dad at the store he owns. After chitchatting a bit, he seemed to remember something, and said, “Oh, I have something for you,” and disappeared around the corner. He came back holding a very old looking envelope, black, with a rainbow on it that read, “Technicolor 1 Hour … Continue reading
Today we said goodbye to Sophie, our ten year-old mini schnauzer. It was a really difficult decision my mom and I made together after considering the amount Sophie was suffering, and the amount she’s suffered her whole life. Being in the presence of someone/something who dies isn’t something I’ve done a lot in my life, … Continue reading
Today is October 15th. Five years ago, I came home from work, and as C trimmed his toenails (true story), I said I still didn’t feel like things were okay between us, and he agreed. I never imagined what he’d finally work up to say just twenty minutes later. “I think I need to be … Continue reading
“It should be called ‘Small Life, Sad Life’,” I said to my husband over lunch. “All I do is write about grief. Breakups and death and feeling suicidal.” “No,” he said. “Dealing with that stuff is part of having a small life. And you write about getting to the other side of grief.” “Hmm,” I … Continue reading
It happens to all of us, sweetheart. And it very recently happened to me. Things are humming along fine, and then – bam. A blow to the head. Suckerpunch. You didn’t see it coming. You’re blind-sighted. Knocked out cold. Flat on your back. Everything you’d been planning, dissolved. Ruined. Lost. O-V-E-R. It’s not the first time … Continue reading
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