The blog is 2 years old. An outlet to process my grief has become a full idea, hashtag, and mom identity. Who knew it would have such sustainability? (Also, hooray! Wait... hooray?) In my writing class on Monday I was struck by the thought that I didn’t write a lot before Bob died. I wrote… Continue reading Something to write about
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Edie’s Burial
I've dealt with a lot of misconceptions about grief. Some of them are what I've noticed in others over the years. Some I didn't know about at all. Some I learned from TV, books, life in general. But I was wrong. I knew some things about grief, but it doesn't "look" a certain way. Case… Continue reading Edie’s Burial
525,600 minutes
**In case you don't get the reference, 525,600 minutes are in a full year. Taken from "Seasons of Love," from the Broadway show "Rent."** We're here everyone. Well, almost here. Technically it's tomorrow, but I don't know what I will be doing tomorrow so I'm writing now. I've gone through a million ideas. What to… Continue reading 525,600 minutes
What can I do?
It's a common question, and most commonly the first question in any kind of tragedy. We as people are empathetic, and want to help people in need. We can't stand to see others in pain, because it in turn gives us pain. So we try to help. Hurricane? What do you need? Blizzard? Do you… Continue reading What can I do?
Grief is not a pissing contest
Everyone manages grief differently. Sometimes it hits you randomly, and sometimes you know something will affect you so you try to prepare. But really, you just have to keep moving. You have two choices when a crisis happens. You can move or you can stand still. The classic fight or flight. When Bob was diagnosed… Continue reading Grief is not a pissing contest
Solo Mom of Tiny & Loud Dragons 