Breathless

We were parked haphazardly in a gravel driveway.  If I rolled down the windows and listened hard enough I could hear the faint notes coming from Mrs. Duncan's piano studio. My oldest son was playing. ...more

Remember Our Veterans...

Today's prompt for NaBloPoMo was "if you could eliminate one worry..." off the top of my head, I thought, "money."  Which is 100% true.  If I (we) didn't have to worry about car/student loan/ credit card payments, the day to day stuff would be a breeze....more

Day 10 - My Hero

 I can't remember a time growing up when you weren't there.I can't remember a time when we didn't go fishing....more

What Might Have Been

Dear JB,I can't celebrate my oldest son's birthday without thinking of you because it is yours as well. Or was yours-though you left us a week before you turned eighteen. You would have been twenty-nine this year and I can't help but imagine how differently life would have been had you not beenripped away. ...more

Is there a right way to die?

First, let me preface this with the fact that a) I spent almost all of today in bed. And b) I have pain pills coursing through my system. Because is there a better time to discuss some heavy topic? Well, yes, but today I'm going to assume no....more

Good Grief

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NaBloPoMo Day 2 - The Second One

 I started off life as a journalist.  Writing about what happened to other people.  Taking photos of happened to other people....more

Guided Imagery Tools to Help You

Brenda Coffee@1010ParkPlacehttp://www.1010parkplace.comTwo weeks ago I wrote about how each of us needs to step back from our busy lives and find time to be still; to connect with our voice within. If you’ve never heard that little voice, then you’re not listening. I’m not talking about hearing voices. I’m referring to our internal compass that’s privy to things we’ve forgotten; things we don’t want to remember; the instinctual thing deep inside us that says, “Don’t walk down that street.”...more

Life Continues

and I wish I could put it on hold. I know that's not possible but that's how I feel. I'm kind of on autopilot right now. I'm trying to catch up with my classes, continue with the sale of the house, and deal with all of the tedious estate things that go along with death. I really can not grieve the way that I need to because I have to stay focused on my classes. If I let go now, I don't know if I'll be able to get back up....more

Broken Heart

I will probably write about this chapter in my life again, here or on another platform. I'm sure over the next several months/years I'll have a lot to share. Here is the first one.On October 19th 2014, my mom lost her battle to cancer. It doesn't make sense. I'm heart broken, sad, empty, and angry. My first love is gone and I don't know what to do with myself, other than take life one hour at a time. I can't even do a day at a time quite yet....more
I am sorry for your loss. One day it will be a bit easier, but for now, do what you can when you ...more