Deep Impact

My past and present collided this week. Perhaps “collided” is too strong a word, because it implies force or an impact. When I think of a collision, I see destruction and violence. What happened to me wasn’t violent or destructive, but no less powerful. This is a rough time of year for me. Of course […]

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Leaving the Harbor

Awhile back, I wrote about perception. Before that, I had explored the concept of “love goggles“. Recently, I went off island (I’m starting to sound more like a native already, aren’t I?) to attend a wedding of a dear, old friend to a dear new one, and found myself pondering both of these subjects again. […]

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Ooooh… Barracuda

This past weekend marked 5 months since my husband passed away.  As such, it was an emotional time with much reflection on our life together, his passing, and what has transpired since.   Life has certainly changed for me… dramatically.  Which, of course, is an understatement. The mullet were running this weekend, and my son was […]

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Dry Spell

I need to warn you right up front.  This post is going to be a bit different than most before and may cross the line into TMI.  If you have delicate sensibilities, you may want to skip this one and wait for the next, but in the interest of complete honesty and full disclosure, this […]

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Airborne

Just when I feel I’ve turned a corner, and just maybe things will be a bit easier for me (not easy, just easier), I’m yanked backwards by some unseen force, much like an invisible rubber band that allows me to get only so far before snapping back, and I can almost hear an evil cackle […]

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My One-Year Sentence

Chances are, you’ve heard of the “One Year Rule” as it applies to grief.  Plenty of experts, and many more people who have been through the loss of someone, will tell you not to make any major decisions for at least a year.  I’ve been considering this guideline quite a bit lately. Recently, I have […]

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Refilling My Empty Tank

Yesterday was the four month mark of my husband’s passing.  I’ve always considered it an anniversary of sorts, but recently read a post about a woman who reached the one-year mark of her husband’s passing.  She accurately pointed out that the word “anniversary” makes it seem as if it’s a celebration, which this is clearly […]

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