Life has a funny way of reminding you that there's no guidebook. People are quick to say, oh, the (fill in the blank with your religious text of choice) is my handbook. Yeah, but it doesn't answer all those practical questions that pop up after your spouse dies. How soon do you get rid of... Continue Reading →
Not Merely Pretty
Every once in a while, I feel like this needs to be re-visited. Our society gets hung up way too much on an impossible standard of beauty. No matter how physically beautiful someone is, there's always some flaw to be found or someone more beautiful. That bar is a unicorn - never to be seen... Continue Reading →
Forbidden Memories
A few weeks ago, I had blogged about memories popping into my head from our hospital stay back in February. It was a long, brutal, emotional month and in the days following Bryan's death, those memories would creep into my mind threatening to consume me. I would slam the door in their face. I wasn't... Continue Reading →
65 Roses
A couple of years before Bryan was born, a little 4-year-old overheard his mother talking on the phone about Cystic Fibrosis. His young brain heard "65 roses". That marked the beginning of the unconventional nickname for the disease that ultimately took Bryan's life. Today, I got that rose tattooed on my right arm as a... Continue Reading →
If You Ever Fall in Love…
I'm a total romantic so I believe in all the things that make love magical. The graphic below was on my Facebook newsfeed and it's so perfect. It lists all the things recommended for if/when you fall in love with someone. Every single one has me saying, YES! These things will come naturally when you... Continue Reading →
My Space
No matter how dark my little world gets as I’m slowly healing, I love to see the bright things in my world. My latest little bright spot is my new place. I can never just simply move into a place and live in isolation. I like to know what’s going on. Who are my neighbors?... Continue Reading →
Grief Has a Curveball
Just when you think you have grief somewhat figured out, it throws you a curveball. I don’t consider myself a delicate person who has to be sheltered from life. Grief, however, lowers that tough girl bar level WAY down. Like you’re one of the two last people in the roller skating limbo game and the... Continue Reading →
My Husband Died and I Have to Go to the Grocery Store
When I had to go to the grocery store for the first time after Bryan died, I sat in the Kroger parking lot, trying desperately to will myself to walk inside. It was such a simple thing - get bread, eggs, milk, strawberries, some cereal. However, it was one of the hardest things I had... Continue Reading →
The Benefits of Life Filled with Laughter
Bryan had notes tucked away everywhere. I keep finding them in the oddest places – tucked in a random book or shoved between the pages of a take-out menu. I found one a little while back that I kept that he titled, The Benefits of Life Filled with Laughter Psalm 126:2 “Our mouths were filled... Continue Reading →
Are There Pickles in Heaven?
I was eating muffuletta from Jason’s Deli last week and they always come with a pickle. Bryan loved pickles. I found myself wondering, do they have pickles in heaven? https://media.giphy.com/media/8aLQDT8BXSj7y/giphy.gif It’s funny the things pop up in my mind. I want to be sure that Bryan is settled in and happy in heaven. How freaking... Continue Reading →
My Mosaic Life 
