Fat Tuesday

Mardi Gras is winding down and it’ll soon be time for Lent. It's almost impossible to believe that in a week and a half, it’ll have been a year since Bryan died. He traveled to the other side the day after Ash Wednesday. It’s strangely poetic. This time last year, we were in our 22nd... Continue Reading →

Visiting the Grave

I have to preface the picture below. One of the things I'm learning as a widow is how to put flowers on a grave. It’s not a simple matter. I can't just stick some flowers in the built-in vase (after I spent ten minutes trying to figure out how to turn the thing over) because... Continue Reading →

Counting Down

One of my favorite things to do has always been to count down to something - graduation, holidays, whatever. I haven't felt much like counting down to anything this past year, but as I've been finding my way back into the world, I'm starting to look forward to things again. This is my last quiet... Continue Reading →

The North Wind is Blowing

I’m closing on the first place of my own in two weeks. Most people would be ecstatic. I’m feeling a little panicked. Buying a place provides me with roots and suggests permanency. I've been an unintentional gypsy for so many years that when the north wind blows, I follow it. Renting has made that a... Continue Reading →

The Terrifying Blank Page

I mentioned last night that I wasn’t going to write down any New Year’s Resolutions this year. I started thinking about that this morning, trying to figure out why I just didn’t want to make my list as I do every year. I believe there’s sometimes a certain level of anxiety when making New Year’s... Continue Reading →

New Year’s Eve 2019

This is my last post of the year. Of the decade, really. I had my little party. Everything is cleaned up, everyone has gone home. It's just me and the pooch, enjoying the quiet stillness that is always more pronounced just after everyone leaves. I can barely keep my eyes open, but I enjoyed my... Continue Reading →

Christmas Just Isn’t the Same

I’ve always loved Christmas. I enjoy decorating and cooking, going to the Christmas Eve services, waking up Christmas morning early so we can eat, open presents, and visit. I’ve always enjoyed listening to Christmas music, too. Being in a new place and being there without Bryan, however, has forced me to change a few things.... Continue Reading →

Advent: Hope

Isaiah 2:1-5 The word that Isaiah son of Amoz saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem. In days to come the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established as the highest of the mountains, and shall be raised above the hills, all the nations shall stream to it. Many peoples shall come and say, “Come, let... Continue Reading →

The First Thanksgiving

For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been working during the day, making mental plans of what I’m going to accomplish once I get home. Then I come home at night mentally exhausted and unable to do much of anything that requires active brain function. Which is why I'm here at home on a Wednesday... Continue Reading →

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