Yesterday was Veteran’s Day in the US, Remembrance Day in Canada and Armistice Day in Europe. It’s a solemn but beautiful time. We all owe so much to the sacrifices that these men and women have made to fight for our freedoms and to fight against tyranny. Thank you, Veterans, from every country. You are one of the biggest reasons we are here in the way that we are. The gratitude I feel when I think of veterans is immense. Politically, I’m very liberal and progressive and I get tired of the stereotype that liberals don’t love the vets. That couldn’t be further from the truth. My heart swells with…
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Happy Birthday, Steven.
Happy birthday, you gregarious, wonderful, beautiful, frustrating, hilarious, fantastic, fascinating, unique and incredibly absent man. Your birth touched many, many lives. Your life was so full, you lived several lifetimes in your short life, more than most people live. Today, I want to celebrate that life but all I can do is think about your death. All I can think is that you’re gone and that full, lively, wonderful, topsy-turvy life of yours is history. There is no more life for you. It’s still hard to process. It still feels weird, like it’s not real. Death is so weird, it’s just so weird. Birthdays are a lovely thing, though. They…
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Back in Black: Book Update and Spam
Hello! It has been a while. I had to deal with some things and had a couple of huge projects come my way that needed my full attention but now I’m back in a big way and I have some updates and a few widow thoughts. First of all, I’m giving a firm date for my book, I Hope They Have Email in the Afterlife. October 26th is the big day and I am sticking to it. This is it. This is the month. This book needs to get out of me and I want to get it out there. A quick summary: In the grip of my deepest grief,…
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That Second Year
That Second Year So, this is my second year of being a widow. It has been challenging so far, I’ll admit it. Settling into a new, strange life you weren’t prepared for is not easy. There is definitely something to the theory that the second year is when the shock wears off. Is it harder than the first year? It has its own feel to it and there is an emptiness to it that is difficult but no, it’s not harder. Not to me. I remember the unending pain and misery in those first six months. I am able to laugh and enjoy life sometimes now. How is that not…
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Float Away
My life is not without challenges. Like so many of us, there are many more challenges than I would like. But I sit here today and I look out at the sun shining through my windows. I breathe in the spring air through my partially opened door. I watch the clouds move in their willowy way. I see people living their lives, working and walking. They have families at home or they don’t. They have something to look forward to or they don’t. They have something that they dread or they don’t. They are human, like me. We are all in this together and I see us all surrounded by…
