Science says that we spend roughly a third of our lives in bed, asleep. In fact, I am writing this as I lay in bed. The bed, in a sence, is a sacred place. It can be a place where new life is created and where it is born. A place where life ends. A... Continue Reading →
The shower is a funny place. We sing it it, think deep thoughts it in. We cry in it. I cried in the shower a lot growing up. The water would muffle my sobs, and I'm sure in some dramatic teenage way of thinking, I'd symbolically relate the water raining down on me as a... Continue Reading →
While putting away my rings in my new jewelry holder inside my dresser...I look down and think- rings are such an interesting custom. Did you know that concept of a ring dates back to the 3rd century? The ring as a symbol of unity is generally credited to the Egyptians with adaptations by the ancient... Continue Reading →
As I sit at my desk, it is difficult to focus. I am taking short, shallow breaths- fighting the feeling of crushing weight on my chest. I am swallowing the lump in my throat and blinking away the sting of tears welling in my eyes, threatening to spill over onto my face and embarrass me.... Continue Reading →
It’s been 517 days. 517 days of trying to keep a house and be a solo parent running to work, school, daycare, sports, religious education… 517 days of trying to keep my shit together so I can at least attempt to accomplish some of the tasks in the list above… After all, it’s been seventeen... Continue Reading →
There is so much about what happened to me and my family that is unfair- though I will say that I also respect that my tribulations do not outweigh those of others. That heing said- I am excruciatingly bitter. I know it's not fair to be envious and angry at others' happiness. I know it's... Continue Reading →
Do they refer us to as the "surviving spouse" because we're simply surviving, not living? We are survivors. We've survived- Suicide Homicide Disease Over dose Car wrecks Cancer Hemmorages Workplace Accidents Heart Attacks Strokes Organ Failure.... From the moment our spouses took their last breath, we became survivors... Until we can truly live again.
I recently purchased a new home that's about twice the size of my current home. With Gwendolyn becoming more mobile and Luke growing bigger, we need more space both now, and for us to grow into for the next fifteen+ years. While I am both excited to be a first-time home buyer- I face a... Continue Reading →