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.
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. […]
Everywhere I turn, I’m reminded of my husband. Having spent 32 years together, it’s not surprising that his absence is now very keenly felt. But it goes deeper than that. He was my first, he was my last, he was my everything in between. We chose everything from furniture to clothes to groceries together. His […]
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. […]
Today was a rough day, and I’m not entirely sure why. Perhaps it was that I have all three of my kids together at home with me for the first time in a few weeks, yet I have to be at work. Perhaps it’s because it’s the week leading up to Mother’s Day and this […]