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This is 36.

Internet, if I’m being honest and real and allowing myself to share the truth, I spent my thirty-sixth birthday alternately sobbing and feeling sorry for myself. The phone rang with so many lovely well wishes and yet all I could think when someone said “Happy birthday! Hope it’s the best one yet!” was “How could it
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The New Normal

I’ve lived my whole 35 1/2 years with my mother but now I have been without my mom now for almost two weeks which is every bit as awful as one might imagine. And it’s been the longest season of my life, this weird place where I’m stepping blindly, poking at everything under the brush
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