Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com In a few minutes it will no longer be November 16th. Today, like that Wednesday in 2011, was my younger daughter's birthday. Only then she was seven, and today she turned 18. My heart is full. Today we celebrated, we worked, and we celebrated some more. In the midst of… Continue reading Dusting Off the Memories
Tag: Grief Loss and Bereavement
Lydia and the Little Dish in the Freezer
I've read a few good books lately, and one of them is The Two Lives of Lydia Bird by Josie Silver. I enjoyed it immensely, though it required quite a bit of suspension of disbelief. Which I am okay with, as I often feel like my own life is better when I apply that mechanism.… Continue reading Lydia and the Little Dish in the Freezer
Christmas Eve Light and Love
Twenty-two years ago Christmas Eve fell on a Sunday, just like this year. My baby girl was three months and three days old, and she was being baptized at the morning church service. Christmas Eves at our church then were quite full. The church couldn't be decorated until after service on the fourth Sunday of… Continue reading Christmas Eve Light and Love
the red couch
flying down the interstate one goal in mind home mile after mile and then unexpectedly we see a red couch abandoned, in the emergency lane cushions awry broken slats someone will walk into the house and feel incomplete like something is lost, missing for their red couch is no longer there waiting for them to… Continue reading the red couch
Fascinating, Comforting, and a Little Troubling
I just finished watching the first episode of "The Story of God" with Morgan Freeman on NatGeo Channel. This episode explored what different religions from the past and now believe happens when we die. There were a lot of moments that had me going "Huh" or "Wow" or "That's really fascinating." One such moment was learning… Continue reading Fascinating, Comforting, and a Little Troubling
Get Your Brave On
When I was at my lowest after first Daddy and then, fifteen months later, Mama passed, my baby sister Mess Cat sent me the song "Brave" Sara Bareilles, and said, "I just want to see you be brave." Brave? BRAVE?! I love her, but I just couldn't hear that. I wasn't ready to. Being… Continue reading Get Your Brave On
Be the Light
When I was in grad school and had a class called “Spirituality and Family Therapy,” my mind was blown. So many good books, so many great thinkers and powerful conversations. One of the ideas I was introduced to was “soul of place.” I think I had always known about it and felt it, but this… Continue reading Be the Light
over
it's over, they said nothing more that can be done they tried their best and so did we but it just couldn't be helped, they say that one word I couldn't wrap my brain around the one word that was to change my life for always over in a fit of frenzied fury I took… Continue reading over
Telling Folks Where to Go
So there was this sign out yesterday a couple of streets over, advertising that there was going to be a neighborhood meeting tonight. I texted with my sweet neighborfriend, curious if she or her husband were planning on attending. I had a question or two, and I'd been trying to figure out how I could… Continue reading Telling Folks Where to Go
buried dreams
for J and for L, always over there in the far corner beyond the well manicured bits of the lawn lies a little stone in the grass with a name and two dates that are the same beneath the stone all the dreams and hopes and unwhispered I love you's are tucked away never to… Continue reading buried dreams
I Might Need A Nap 