Everything is symbology in my life; that is just how my brain works. There are […]
Tag: Bereaved Mother
And then there’s anger…
It lurks beneath the still waters, stealthily waiting for the moments when I’m at my […]
On Being A Nobody
One of my greatest aspirations in life has become: to be a “nobody.” This probably […]
I Miss You So Much
I often cry, when I realize you will never see me grow old and gray—you […]
Just One More!!!
Sometimes it’s way too overwhelming to look too far ahead… For now, just focus on getting through today. 🌈
Another Round
As my boi would always say, “Ain’t gonna lie…,” before unpacking what was on his […]
The White Flower
Julian was always looking for a quiet moment to sneak away and go spearfishing. Often, […]
Homesick
As I try and integrate myself into the here and now, I am reminded of […]
I DO NOT Want To Do This.
When Josie died, I was overwhelmed with thoughts of, “How do I do this?!!!” Every […]
Somewhere Above the Fog
Lucid dreams by night often become blurry by dawn, and the light of a new […]
Never Count Your Tortillas
My Grandma Frances always said, “You should never count your tortillas!” This sage wisdom becomes […]
Ohhh, To Live Again…
At what point do we progress from merely “riding the ride” to actually enjoying it? […]