Category Archives: Loss

  Oh grief, you keep me on my toes. Yesterday I could barely get out of bed. Today espresso shots and friends and cats meant I forgot the pain for a bit. Oh grief, you hit hard after 20 minutes at the funeral home trying to pick out memorial plaques. I thought I could do […]

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    Today I didn’t wash my hair. I didn’t put makeup on. I wore glasses because when I cry that hard my eyes get puffy and I can’t wear contacts.   Today I felt unbearable pain. Like longer he’s dead the harder life gets. Or at least that’s how it seemed.   Today I […]

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    Found this note I made on December 22, 2015:     I was thinking about what BJ would say during family game night tonight– What would he have said, have thought, if only he was there? It’s hard to think that I’m finished with all my moments with BJ.     It’s still […]

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  It’s been nine months. My thoughts on Saturday, March 26th: My stomach hurts. I want to write some poetic comparison on how it’s the Saturday between Good Friday and Easter and how that is a metaphor for being between BJ’s death and hopefully a life that will be renewed and restored. I want to […]

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This photo was taken one year ago– exactly one year ago when I had BJ and we went on a morning walk and dreamt of babies and a trip to Ireland. One year ago when he decided to make an Irish feast and prepped and shopped and cooked an epic corned beef and cabbage dinner […]

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