Liminal Spaces & Late night Ruminations
It started in that gray time, far too late and much too early for anything to happen. Later than the witching hour but still too early for that bird to get the worm, that’s when it hit. After tossinng and turning something just clicked in. See, with my Dad I can see his house. I…
Slowing it Down & Saving a Smile (mostly it’s the chewers that hold it up, but I’m a sucker for alliteration)
Before we dive in, please take a moment to visist Help Save A Smile!. Donate what you can, if you can, share it on the social medias or spam email your rich relatives, any action helps. (It’ll make sense by the end, I hope. probably? I’m doing my best here people…) Welcome back and thanks…
Fever.
This is a draft that began during Spring Break (April) 2022. Newer, more relevant content coming soon. It started innocently enough, a little tickle in my throat as I drove into work. As the day went on that tickle turned into an itch that got worse as I sniffled and swallowed all the extra goo…
Things that Sting
I’ll be at the store for something extremely trivial but for whatever reason absolutely necessary at the moment, when something small catches my eye. Something that reminds me of my boyfriend, or an old friend. Maybe a game or puzzle or some other activity I think so and so would really enjoy. Or maybe it’s…
Snow
My favorite time is the quiet time. That all too brief spell when freshly fallen snow blankets the world and muffles everything. A muted world. I’m a hypocrite, though, and I know there are days when I can’t stand the quiet. Where I rave and fight against the possibility of being left to my thoughts.…
Avoidance; a How-To guide for beginners
Now I know we’ve all likely been confronted with feelings or facts we’d rather not acknowledge, so I’ve put together this post for the uninitiated (or anyone new to avoiding the uncertain and uncomfortable). Keep your hands busy, find a craft or a chore or an errand that NEEDS doing right now. By focusing on…
“It’s like the ice bucket challenge, but with feelings instead of fingers“
So you remember the ice bucket challenge, right? It was supposed to be a fundraiser thing for ALS or something; instead it became an excuse to dump ice on yourself and film it for Facebook. Simpler times. Anyways; I never understood what was “challenging@ about dumping ice over your head. I mean, if anything it’s…
Family is a 4-letter word
If you’ve spent some time here, read along with the story so far you may have noticed I don’t seem to spend much time with Family. “Why is that?” You wonder, “With so much loss you’d think the family would come together and support each other. Bloods thicker than water after all…” Yeah, except when…
One Year Later ; A reflection & “as told by Dad” ghost story is
Today marks the first year since my Dad died. That’s exactly one year of my existence on a planet where my parents aren’t. Where I can’t call them, or stop by on a random Tuesday to say hi. A whole circuit around the sun on a big blue rock when I didn’t have them to…
Good Ghost Stories
Tomorrow is one year since I sat & watched my Dad breath his last. It’s surreal to me now, that an entire year of my life has occurred since then. At the same time it seems like eons ago, like a movie I saw before I was old enough to follow the plot. The quote…
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