A Revisit: My Father. Oh, How He Has Risen.

It's not that I've given up writing, but I'm definitely riding the struggle bus. I know this is normal. I've just suffered a loss - a loss that I've been dreading for most of my life but also have longed for in the last year. That's okay, right? To long for an end to my … Continue reading A Revisit: My Father. Oh, How He Has Risen.

Ding Dong, The Witch is…Dead?

It wasn’t long after my mother-in-law died unexpectedly that my husband sat across the room from me and said, “I’m really surprised to see you sad. I don’t understand why you’re not dancing around and singing, “Ding-dong, the witch is dead.””  To be honest, I thought the same. He wasn’t the only one surprised by … Continue reading Ding Dong, The Witch is…Dead?

Tears and Laughter? Yes, please.

I never knew there was so much to organize.  Since Rich’s mother passed, we’ve lived by a list that seems to triple each day - a list that has yet to include “breathe” or “process” or even “fall apart.” I have fallen apart.  That’s actually not surprising as I’m game to fall apart with a … Continue reading Tears and Laughter? Yes, please.

There’s a Grief That Can’t Be Spoken

I had no intention of writing anything at all today.  Find the right words? They are all lost.  When my husband got the call that his mother was in active cardiac arrest, everything around us stopped.  His second phone call to me was silent. I asked if he was there, thinking he’d inadvertently hit the … Continue reading There’s a Grief That Can’t Be Spoken