Choosing to Live

Time seems to be passing more quickly these days. I’ve been actually going out and choosing to live my life knowing how precious it can be and how quickly it can all be taken away.  I’ve been saying “yes” more, and leaving the relative comfort of my bedroom to actively participate in “the real world”. …

My Funny Valentine

As you can imagine, today is tough already, and it has barely even started. I write this at just past midnight after tossing and turning for the past hour.  I had fallen asleep early, turning off the lamp and dozing off before 9, but woke suddenly just after 11 (11:11 to be precise, which has…

Best Laid Plans

My plan was to take a mini-vacation. An extended weekend to visit my mother (and her side of the family) in a state that was about halfway between hers and mine.  I had worked the Mondays after Christmas and New Year’s Day, as well as MLK Day so I wouldn’t feel guilty about taking time…

Grief is a Bully

I sometimes (often?) have arguments with the ghost of my husband.  Perhaps argument is too strong a word, and quite likely it isn’t really him or his ghost, but simply my own delusional mind still trying to make sense of everything. These disagreements are rarely about anything important, but isn’t that the way most marriages…

Life After a Death

Nine months.  That’s how long it has been.  Today marks nine months from the date the world as I had known it shattered.  Nine months.  That’s the average human gestation period.  Nine months from the creation of life until a newborn child makes its way into this world, headed on its journey of learning and…

Hugs

I recently read an article about the value of hugs – lower blood pressure, stress relief, emotional comfort and more.  Although I’ve looked for it again, I cannot find that specific article, but merely Googling a phrase related to the benefits of hugging will bring up hundreds of them. An Irish folk singer, Ben Sands,…

Grounded

This morning, I finally pushed myself enough to take a walk.  Not walking the dog around the neighborhood, not with my camera in hand, not with anyone or for any real purpose except to move. Perhaps I decided my message about my walking shoes needed to be a more literal one. A and I used…