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June 10, 2018.On the Lighter Side.#Humor

The Miss America Beauty Pageant has decided to scrub the bathing suit portion of the competition.  It’s true.  It was on the news the other night – there is still a Miss America Beauty Pageant! I remember watching ‘Miss America’ when I was a kid, back in the day when TVs had rabbit ears and […]

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I have learned…

June 7, 2018.Writing From The Wound

  I have learned grief is not a round trip – you don’t get to go through it and come back to the person you used to be. Nor is it a straight shot through the dark – it has curves and dead ends, hills and valleys. It isn’t a quick trip – it’s a […]

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Hello Sunshine

June 5, 2018.Writing From The Wound

I’m feeling blessed today and the only thing that has changed is my point of view. People have been handing me offerings for weeks.  They have been placing these offerings in dark corners where they sit like little tea lights in a votive. They sparkle. The offerings come as gestures, comments, support – they come […]

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New to the neighborhood

June 3, 2018.Writing From The Wound

Widowhood keeps smacking me in the face – I’m new to the hood.  It keeps surprising me. The grief part was expected, the surprises are taking some getting used to. I keep having to remind myself that he is really gone;  not gone on a business trip, not gone to work, just plain gone. This […]

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A new reality

June 1, 2018.Writing From The Wound

The fog is lifting. I’ve hit a place in this journey where I’m looking over my shoulder and trying to make sense of how I got here.  Pieces of the story are starting to surface and I find myself taking a closer look at the details.  His wasn’t a sudden death in the scheme of […]

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The posse and possibility

May 29, 2018.Writing From The Wound

Every joint in my body hurts this morning; my back aches, my knees are creaking; I’m ruined.  It might take a hot shower and six days to remedy this situation but man, am I thrilled with what got accomplished in my yard this past weekend.  A posse rolled in at the crack of dawn on […]

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On a lighter note…

May 27, 2018.On the Lighter Side

I collect airmiles like a fiend. Recently, on the recommendation of my daughter, I spent the equivalent of a flight to Paris on a cordless vacuum cleaner. That’s right, I’m at a place in my life where vacuum lines on my family room carpet trump the Eiffel Tower. What’s with that? To justify the purchase […]

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His stories

May 25, 2018.Writing From The Wound

I don’t like to refer to it as a funeral, that memorial gathering of sad and shocked people, but that’s what it was. A funeral. His funeral. We hosted it over six weeks ago and I’m finally finding the courage to think about it, to ponder it, to appreciate it.  It was a lovely affair, […]

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Gone

May 22, 2018.Writing From The Wound

It was just a dirty old work truck, it had its day.  But it was his dirty old work truck.  I wasn’t even fond of it, it smelled of stale cigarettes and work boots, the doors creaked and the seats were ripped. It sure as hell didn’t warrant a parking spot on the driveway anymore.  […]

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Time traveling

May 20, 2018.Momentos

I drove my neighbor’s daughter to school the other day – to the same high school my children attended many years ago. The girl in the passenger seat could have been one of my own; tall, pretty and put together; she sent me back through time faster than she could say thanks for the ride.  […]

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