The Wrong Side of the Bed

I had my first real dream of my husband last night since his passing.  I’ve been waiting for it to happen, and have honestly felt somewhat slighted that he hadn’t visited yet. Some nights, I fall asleep talking to him and asking, begging, him to speak to me in my dreams.  I desperately miss him […]

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Repeating 2’s

Repeating 2’s have long had meaning in my house.  My husband’s birthday was the 22nd, my daughter met her current boyfriend on the 22nd, and my son was randomly assigned #22 on his high school varsity soccer team.  We would see 22s on license plates, in the news, and in random movies and television shows.  […]

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Dreamchaser

I started writing a blog about Mothers’ Day, much like most people blogging today, I’m sure.  But I just couldn’t get into a rhythm to write about anything substantial about mothers, mine or anyone else’s.  So, please bear with me, and know that this was obviously what needed to get out today.  Happy Mothers’ Day […]

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Something New

Tonight was a first.  Not the kind of first I’ve spoken of before.  And not a “first time by myself“.  But an actual I’ve-never-done-that-before first.  I went to see a plant that is said to smell like rotting flesh.  Seriously, its smell is described as decomposing animal carcass, dead fish, or just plain old corpse. […]

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