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You lost someone you love. Stop looking for a reason and start thinking about the meaning you are going to assign to that event.
Steve Case, F**k Death
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When I lost my father in April, I thought I was ready for it. He had been ill for quite some time. » Read more
I have a couple of prayer cards from my father’s service in my home. One of my sisters scooped them up for me, from the wake in Maine, and mailed them to me in Texas. They have Psalm 23 printed on them. You know… “The lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.”
Right there underneath his photograph and his birth and death dates. » Read more
I’ve always hated waiting for news. Especially when things are up in the air, and it could honestly go one way or the other.
I honestly preferring hearing the bad news to the waiting. Because at least when I’ve heard the bad news, then I know. And I can start processing it. Start coping. » Read more
What can I say about 2020? Not a lot that hasn’t already been said. If I’d tried to explain the past few months to my former self, I don’t think I could have possibly understood. I’m not sure I would have been able to convince myself that it would unfold the way it has.
It’s unbelievable. » Read more
There is a monster sitting on my chest.
No one else can see him.
But I know he’s there. I can feel him sitting there. He’s comfortable where he is. He’s happiest when I’m unhappy. Most comfortable when I’m uncomfortable.
He comes and goes as he pleases. Sometimes, though, » Read more
“I just realized why an artist creates something they never show anybody else,” he says.
“Why’s that?” I ask.
“It’s about loving yourself. Because you create it for yourself,” he says.
I don’t know quite how to explain it to him. How that explanation really makes no sense to me, » Read more
“You’ve been in a much better mood lately,” he says.
“Really?” I ask.
“Really.”
“What about the other night when I cried and opened up about my pandemic fears? I was a mess,” I say.
“Yeah,” he says. “But that’s just how you work. You get upset all at once. » Read more
There are a few things about grief that I wish I had known a long time ago. Before the losses started and I was forced to make sense of it all.
And failed miserably.
These days, I’m much more comfortable with grief. Not that anyone ever wishes it on anyone else — » Read more
As I wrote in a recent post, I recently moved cross country and have discovered that in spite of my assumption that I’d rush out and get socially connected ASAP that I am very introverted in my new home.
Happily introverted.
It’s a sharp 180 from my normal way of relating. » Read more
When it comes to conflict in relationships, it isn’t a matter of if, it’s a matter of when. What. How. Why.
Because there isn’t a relationship that doesn’t eventually have a conflict.
True, I’ve found that the best relationships are easy in the beginning, any lumps or bumps smoothed over by a wash of flattering NRE. » Read more
