One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
Where the Magic Happens
In March, I went to Walt Disney World for the first time since Tim died. The first time since Heath died. I'd been to Disney...
Grief isn’t sadness, it’s exhaustion
Google has P A G E S of hits when you search for grief and exhaustion. I know this because every couple of months I...
What is today?
No, really. What day of the week is it? Because I've been convinced all day that it was Sunday. Even though I watched TV with...
More catching up
About exactly one year ago, minus about four hours as I'm writing this, I got that phone call. Everything I think I want to say...
What are you willing to tolerate?
Like a journal, these posts are a place for me to be more honest about what was happening than I was on Facebook, or Caring...
Why am I writing all this stuff about Tim, anyway?
If y'all haven't already been asking yourselves why it is exactly that I'm rehashing all of this, why I'm rewriting it, tomorrow's post will really...
Welcome back?
Nothing quite showed me that I missed my little blog here like almost losing my little blog. A year ago - wait, more than a...
Smart Goals
I told someone I was thinking of listing out the things I wanted to make sure I get done in 2020, and they were like,...
Begin as you mean to go on
I have a friend who says "begin as you mean to go on" at the beginning of the year; in other words, start January 1st...
When you’re ready we can share the wine (call me)
Recently I was talking to a friend about social media and how I present myself - a topic that I actually talk to a LOT...
Lessons Learned
I've had a lot of time to think in the ten days or so, while laid up (well, when I wasn't napping, which I swear...
I’d bet my right kidney on tha—- oh, wait. :: awkward silence ::
Oh. Mah. Garsh, y’all. THIS STORY. I debated posting this here, because while I don't want o get into the realm of boring/TMI, as a...
