You need to be ready in order to be right for another person to love, and to be in love. For that next person. For that next person you were not sure you would ever meet. We all have a life trauma or tragedy that leaves a scar on our broken heart. Don’t get me... Continue Reading →
It’s Not About Me, It’s Not About You, It Is About US
This past year, while I was in the midst of grief, at times it felt as if I was on the outside looking in more often than not. You know, those times watching events as if you were not in the room, people talking about dealing with what you would consider totally mundane but oh... Continue Reading →
My Kitchen is My Happy Place, Even If I Mess Up a Recipe
On Sunday I gave in to my craving for lemon pomegranate cookies and used almond flour, just to experiment. I am here to tell you that the cookies are delicious, but more cake-like that cookie texture. I tried, right? Now I have a few dozen of chewy, soft lemony cookies that melt in my mouth.... Continue Reading →
Finding Joy Again and How I See Things in a Different Light
When you have the opportunity to watch others, you can see the joy in how they look at the world. Especially when it is something that was familiar but in their absence, things had changed. The old familiar can become new again and watching that joy is catching. The same goes for me the past... Continue Reading →
They Say It Takes a Year, and They Were Right #Grieving
A year has just about come and gone. After Paul died, a friend told me it would take a year, and I winced in emotional pain. No, not a year of this heartache that at times was literally physical! But she was right, after a period of time, I found that time was the patch... Continue Reading →
I Almost Had a Pity Party, But I Declined the Invitation
I have been a bit down in the emotional dumps as of late. It is coming up on the one year mark since my life was turned upside down. So much happened, so much has taken place since then. Eventually life goes on and so does life for everyone else. When that happens, those left... Continue Reading →
I Can’t Seem to Find My Way Out, No Matter What I Do
This weekend I found myself in the throes of feelings of loneliness of the grieving period. Which leads me to ask myself, how can I possibly even think that I am “alone†when I have so many friends, when I have terrific siblings, when I even have great neighbors? But is being alone the same... Continue Reading →
I Cannot Pinpoint the Exactness of My Sadness, Despite How Well I am Doing
Seriously, I caught myself doing that heavy sigh too much Sunday. Took a beautiful power walk on the greenbelt along the river early. Sigh. Got my act together to show up to church rather than stream the service like I usually do. Sigh. Went to the grocery store to get a few things for a... Continue Reading →
The Ladder Fell from Under My Feet, and I Knew I Had to Let Go
No kidding, my Friday last week started out in disaster mode. When Zeke & I walk the greenbelt route, we head over to Veteran’s Memorial State Park and Friday was one of those days. The trails back in the trees along Veteran’s Pond are beautiful, except for the part when I got bit by a... Continue Reading →
Dear Paul, I am Having Fun in a Kitchen Again – My Tiny Kitchen!
Dear Paul, I’ve been thinking: it has been nine months since you died and things are so much clearer to me. I am stronger and yet vulnerable. I am more assertive and yet defer in certain situations. I am happier and yet miss you so very, very much. But, I have to tell you one... Continue Reading →