Thanksgiving and Grief
Thanksgiving 2011. While we did not know it at the time that would be the last time Cody and Carter would ever see their Grandpa. It would be the last time Husband would ever see his father-in-law,...
View ArticleOne Year Ago
Today marks one year. Most of the big firsts are over: the first Father’s Day, the first birthday, the first Thanksgiving, the first Christmas. I am glad those are over and I must say that with time...
View ArticleAnything but a Simple Sunday
It has been almost two and a half years since I have spoken with my sister. Our relationship has never been easy but up until the moment we stopped talking, I continued to try. She is family, after...
View ArticleDriving
Some days I don’t know how I get home. Three days a week I have classes on campus, a 35 minute drive from our house. On most of these drives, especially in the past two or three weeks, I drive and I...
View ArticleA Gentle Ambush
Today. Alzheimer’s. My father-in-law does not realize it, does not know what has been lost even though he has been told. There is no explaining that can lead to comprehension when the mind can no...
View ArticleThe Substance of Grief
This morning, the first day after the day of the death of my father-in-law, I found myself trying to define the sense and complexity of grief. What could I use to define it? Grief is a long list of...
View ArticleThis One is Beyond Cute Kids and Cats
Imagine for a minute that you are a parent and you receive a digital message from your child’s teacher stating that one of your child’s test scores was well below the typical range of “normal” and...
View ArticleWhere did I put My Cup of Sugar?
My typical is the silly and uplifting snippets from life: quirky things my kids say, the cute antics of our fuzzy orange cat James, hikes and meals enjoyed by family and friends. It is the lemonade...
View ArticleHeaviness
Today is the day my mom received a diagnosis for Alzheimer’s. I am letting myself process. I am too numb to be eloquent or soft about it. I have not blogged in almost two years, but this does not mean...
View ArticleHow do I Tell Them?
Cody was five and Carter three when I started this blog. Now Husband and I find ourselves living with two man children, ages 17 and 15. The memories they have of my dad are smudges, more stories...
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