without wings

Do you ever hear that a famous person (or regular person) has passed away and figure out how many years older they are than you and then imagine…if you knew you only had THAT many years left…then what? Sometimes it’s 16 or 35, other times it’s 7 or 3. I do this all the time…

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these days

My first post of 2019 and so much to say…these days I am learning how to live life without my beagle, Mackenzie True. He passed away in late November and it broke me. He was very sick for nearly a year and two weekends before he passed I brought him to the vet for what…

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if I fall

This week finding the right words has been difficult for me. My Dad passed away and I am feeling all “these things”; frustrated that I cannot put words on all of it. I’m not dreaming anymore. Not even the nightmares. Not for days. It’s unsettling. Grief, itself, has a unique strangeness. It grabs you and…

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love and let live

Cried all weekend, let the furry children have the run of the house and even sleep in the bed with me. Paralyzed by anxiety and anguish for the loss and crushing grief that grips so many after the violence of this past week; the lives shattered. My eyes are swollen and they burn, a painful…

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reframe

The last month and a half I’ve worried and cried and worried and slept (passed out) and limped along (popping advil like tic-tacs) all while being ultra positive and finishing projects around the house (ripped out weeds, planted flowers, replaced large appliances, painted furniture, hung curtains) worked extra hard at the day job. And, I…

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