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The Day in December

The day my world shattered

I spent my childhood sketching wedding dresses and dreaming up my future. By 29 years old, I was living the life my nine year old self had planned. And then in an instant, with two small words, life as I knew it was over. My husband was gone and he's never coming back. I live each day navigating the aftermath of loss, the real, the raw, the ugly and the bittersweet.

 
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Napa Mountains

It was the mountains. Majestic peaks and jagged edges, they stared at me in the most intimidatingly, powerful, peaceful way. To be both...

The Gift of Our Family

It’s July 4, 2021 and I find myself wondering, what is it like? What is it like on the eve of your first and only child‘s first birthday...

Father’s Day Eve

It’s Saturday night. Vienna is sound asleep and Lily is curled up in bed. The rain mixed with the white noise of her Hatch through the...

The Motions of May

The familiar theme song played as I got cozy with Lily, my blanket and tea. V was in bed and I sat down to watch the Friends Reunion....

Forever Home

It’s not the house that makes the home, it’s the people and the memories that live there A thought to live by. A thought to take comfort...

From feelings to thought

It’s 8:00 on Wednesday. Vienna’s asleep and Lily’s curled up next to me. With an hour before Real Housewives start, I’m sitting in front...

For Those Who Can’t

“We owe it to everyone we lost to live the life they can’t” - Grey’s Anatomy Let me start by saying I have actually never watched an...

The Day in December

I wrote this piece for Love What Matters website and I am so honored they have chosen to share. You can also read this on their site,...

A Fake Face

I’ve never been one for make up in the day to day, mostly because I’m lazy and would rather sleep the extra few minutes and the students...

All the Small Things

...true care, truth brings. No, just kidding. I’m not talking about that Blink anthem. But what I will say, is more often lately, it’s...

Riding Backwards

Yesterday, I spent a lot of the day staring out our living room window. Once again, a hauntingly familiar view. It was out this window...

Pretty Well

I wrote this about two weeks ago, during the night of a snow storm. Snowy days and nights seem to be some of the hardest for me lately. I...

To Be Reminded of Good

This weekend was Valentine’s day. A day typically reserved for romance, dinner reservations and little velvet boxes. A holiday for...

Considerate Grief

I started writing and getting my thoughts out on paper within days of Joe being gone. Some thoughts written in those first few days or...

Failing at Grief

I first wrote this at the end of December, only 3 and 1/2 weeks after it happened. In the few short weeks since writing, I've learned,...

The Fear of Forgetting

How long does it take, to learn about someone. Their likes and dislikes, goals and dreams. To know their fears, their insecurities, their...

 

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