I Prompt for first creative writing class: RAINSTORM Rainstorm The torrential rain kept her awake. She couldn’t sleep. Wasn’t rain supposed to be relaxing? What was it that disturbed her? Why could she [...]
Our grief deepens with another loss. This time of our beloved labradoodle Thumper.
In Loving Memory of My Father. No Doubt He Made it through the Pearly Gates. Wednesday my mother gave me artwork and books to remove from her room, the room she [...]
Trying to keep hypomania at bay. NAMI training this weekend. IBPF panel next Tuesday. Frustrated with parenting newly adult son with social anxiety and migraines.
There is something both beautiful and sorrowful when someone or something dies. Something spiritual lives on. Love persists and is a blessing. --Kitt O'Malley
Blessed with fond memories of my father, a loving father and grandfather. Grateful to have my husband, a loving and devoted father, by my side. That baby boy is now 6' tall!
My sister and me kayaking at Suttle Lake, OR Before my father passed away, I planned to attend the Sunriver Writers' Summit. Unfortunately, the summit followed only a month after his [...]
Now that I've taken care of the business of death, I no longer need to numb myself from the pain of loss. Now I cry. Softly. Quietly. The tears roll down my cheeks. [...]
Dad and Me Learning How to Brush My Teeth Unlike grief theories that propose defined stages, grief is not linear, nor is it universal. We grieve differently. Now I feel nothing. [...]
My father passed away. His illness and death took us by surprise. We had no idea that he had lung cancer, nor that his infection was severe, until last week. Thank you for [...]