We can’t go back.
We can’t go back. For some of us, myself included, we don’t want to. We are caught between the opposing needs of those we love but we look forward for them.… Read More We can’t go back.
Tag: grief
Mourning
This is the mysterious truth of the love I have for my mother. I don’t need to paint her as a hero for her to deserve my love anymore than I need to enjoy turkey on Thanksgiving to make others feel better about their crappy holiday.… Read More Mourning
Pretty pictures.
Photos are for those we leave behind because someday all they’ll have of us are those memories.… Read More Pretty pictures.
You can have my sorries.
Honoring the fallen or those we’ve lost doesn’t mean that they are less deserving of our love or tribute because they’re flawed.… Read More You can have my sorries.
Safe Harbor
She was a complicated woman that loved me and supported my choices even when she disagreed with me.… Read More Safe Harbor
Tell Me A Story
This one’s for you mom.… Read More Tell Me A Story
Returning to Life
The world betrays the dead by continuing on without them.
Someday
We’re collectively reeling from losses and holding our breath for the measure of the sum which is yet to come to pass.
We’re waiting for someday.… Read More Someday
The other side of birth.
It felt wrong to marvel at the feel of my mom’s hair in my hand as she lay dying. One of my sisters had buzzed her hair down to a quarter of an inch the month before at my mother’s request. I was expecting that it would have grown but it hadn’t. It was white,… Read More The other side of birth.
What the &$#@ were they thinking?
Out of all the mysteries in life there are four that never cease to fascinate me: the human brain, what happens after death, the purpose of life, and all the people that I wonder, “What the &$#@ were they thinking?”… Read More What the &$#@ were they thinking?
Politely Defiant 