It wasn't until around lunchtime today that I realized that today is the 11th anniversary of my husband's death. Yeah, maybe you're thinking, "Wow, that's cold!" or "How on earth does someone forget the day they lost their spouse?!" and other like statements. Well, it's kind of simple for me, but very difficult to explain… Continue reading Oh…that’s today I guess.
An interesting photo showed up in my memories today. This is a photograph of the '64 Falcon that my late husband owned. He also died in this vehicle. He was in the process of painting it and asked me to take some photos of it. This Fall, it will be eleven years since that day… Continue reading When Memories are Morbid
As someone who lives with daily, chronic pain, sometimes a flareup of that pain can shock even me. After decades of enduring it, I am often shocked when the flare arrives. I know that the pain has reached a crescendo when I can't jog up the stairs like I always do. My children notice that… Continue reading Pain and Persistence
My new senior in the house, my youngest, and last child, will be finished with her school journey by this time next year. It is such an odd feeling, and one I've never felt before. Unlike many people I know, who are either married or splitting custody where they have reliable time to themselves, as… Continue reading A Partially Empty Nest
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nt3Ggo1CE3g I walk, every day now. As I've written about before, I started on a journey to improve my health a little over a year ago. During my walks, I listen to a great deal of music. Lyrics are profoundly important to me, and it results in my crossing genres I might not normally enjoy,… Continue reading Widowhood and the Walk of the Empath
A simple life is not seeing how little we can get by with, that's poverty, but how efficiently we can put first things first. How varied the definition of simplicity is for so many, don't you think? For the minimalist living off-grid in the depths of nature, simplicity would look far different than it might… Continue reading Stupendous Life of Solitude and Simplicity
I saw a beautiful post on Facebook this morning while sipping my coffee. I found it here. It is a beautiful testament to the unreplaceable bond that children have with their fathers. Now, don't get me wrong. I know it's the 21st century and there are now, and have always been, plenty of mothers, siblings,… Continue reading The Triggers of Time
A few attributes that describe an introvert. Being around people makes you feel drained. You have a small group of close friends. You enjoy solitude. When I was much younger, I was THE party girl. Never home, getting into trouble constantly for staying out too late and fibbing about why, going from party to party… Continue reading The Introverted Extrovert
Photo of scored, blue pills similar in appearance to the benzodiazepine Clonopin Almost ten years ago, I was reeling over the loss of my mother and husband, as well as contemplating the impending death of my father. It probably can go without saying that I was a little stressed. Wrapped up in the whirlwind of… Continue reading The Anxiety of Axing a Medication for Good
Meme that says, "You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy. I think that if I talked to 100 people, removing the one who walked away asking me who the hell I was and why was I talking to them, lol, the individuals who… Continue reading Let it Go, The Past Always Bothered Me Anyway
A Pocket Full of Motherhood 