When my brother died, I screamed everywhere. I screamed in my car, my house, anywhere I could and for up to an hour at a time. I read the memoir, "Once More we Saw Stars," and felt a companionship to the writer as he described his screaming sessions after he lost his two year old … Continue reading He Died on a Bed.
At the end of your life, a few will suffer. The earth spins, it moves. It doesn't care who is sad for those who are left behind. Grief is one of those emotions that sticks to the attached while the unattached go gloriously about their day. A sticky attachment. And for all of this attachment, … Continue reading Sticky-Attach-ments
Two ladies grabbed the girls and took them to the back of the restaurant. Danny raged at Mary. He got so close to her face that the breath of his fries hit the tip of Mary's nose. She didn't budge. His anger pulsated through her body, she ignored the fear. "Danny if you hit me, … Continue reading Danny’s Tomb part 2
Yesterday I felt so sad but had no idea why. Now I know. The ocean. I went to her yesterday. It was largely an accident but somehow I ended up on a beach. The ocean was trying to tell me that my wedding anniversary would have happened the next day; today. She wanted me to think about … Continue reading My Wedding Anniversary?
"Moving forward is a choice." I have read that in many places. Choice. I thought I would wake up one day and not feel sad anymore about the loss my marriage. I thought it would be like the child who wakes up four inches taller than a few months previous. Part of healing is like … Continue reading Moving Forward is a Choice
He grabbed her. They were at the Mcdonald's playground, she came up to the table,"I have something important to tell you." "Wait a second until we are done talking." Miranda continued her animated story. Nearly three minutes later, "Okay what is it?" "A boy grabbed me on the slide (she pointed at her tiny breast) … Continue reading #Me Too Moments
I saw him yesterday. It has been six months. Fernando, the ex. I was speaking to a good friend about what the experience of seeing him might be like. She offered maybe I would think to myself, "I am so glad this didn't work out." That wasn't exactly what happened. I could feel him walking … Continue reading I saw my Ex-Husband
I wish there was somewhere you could go that would make you want to thrive. There was a quote I read once, "There is a world within us all." That world was created when you were a child. There were many factors that grew your inner-world. Your parents, your friends, your school, your teachers, your … Continue reading Hurt People Hurt People
It's a word I play around with. I used to hear the word out loud and it felt like I was cursing. The word "divorce" feels heavier to me than the word death. Divorce. I went through a stage where every person I met I would say, "Hi, I'm divorced." It was my identity for … Continue reading Divorce Thinkings
Dear Dear One, The smell of grass. It doesn't remind me of you anymore. I noticed yesterday. The wind blew. Newly cut grass thrown in the breeze. I caught it. It struck me later in such a way that left me sad. The image of a man came to me. He stood under a fiery … Continue reading Invite me to the wedding?