My world shattered when I became a widow. I am now attempting to reassemble the broken shards into something damaged, fractured, and scarred, yet beautiful.
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 […]
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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 […]
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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 […]
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This is my first post of the new year. So far, it has been relatively uneventful in either direction. I’ve been somewhat weepier than I had been for awhile and I’m not sure if it’s a byproduct of trying to stay strong through the holidays until my tank got too full, or if it has […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 