Ever since my mom died, I have been drawn to all things yellow. You see, my mom loved the color yellow. She didn't wear it much but she liked it around her. My childhood bedroom walls, trinkets, flowers, soap containers; all yellow. So now I'm drawn to yellow because it's a way to connect to … Continue reading The Kindness Of Strangers
So, it's a new year. The beauty of that is the opportunity to start over. You really can do that any time but the new year gives you the extra encouragement that you need to really do it. Theoretically. I had a goal near the end of last year to post once at least once … Continue reading The One Where I Start Again
My cousin died. But please don't express your sympathies to me, I hadn't seen her in years and years. I'm still sad. But I'm more sad for her immediate family because they have to go through IT. Through the loss and the change of definition of what daily life entails. Through all that stuff that really, … Continue reading You Just Don’t Know What Tomorrow Brings
Last week, I stood outside the church. I stood there for several minutes, just willing myself to go in. I like my church. I like the people inside. But, I don't like going in anymore because it reminds me of my dad. It doesn't remind me of his smile, his super loud laugh or his … Continue reading Facing Life With Grief.