Category: Momentos

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Facing the Day

February 9, 2019.Momentos.#grief

I woke up this morning to the gentle rumble of my Boston terrier snoring beside me  – an unremarkable start to the day.  With my eyes still closed I listened for Chester complaining in his kennel downstairs to decide if it was actually time to get up.  Silence.  I took my usual moment to determine […]

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Awestruck

February 7, 2019.Momentos.#grief

Magic can happen on an ordinary day, awe can be right around the corner – it’s there if you’re looking for it and easy to miss if you’re not.  The magic doesn’t make the choice to be noticed it just ‘is’, it’s us with the choice. I’ve missed a lot of magic over the past […]

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Last year…

February 4, 2019.Momentos.#choices

Last year at this time disaster was hanging over us like a sorcerer’s cloak – we had no clue what evil was afoot only that it was big and black and scary and we were ill prepared to face it.  Last year at this time that sorcerer didn’t even have a name, he was hiding […]

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Mt. Memorabilia

February 1, 2019.Momentos.#grief

The attic has been emptied and now the rest of the house is a complete disaster. They say it’s always darkest before the dawn but I’m having a hard time even imagining the sun rising over all this clutter. I feel like I’m living in an episode of ‘Hoarders’ – there is crap everywhere. I’ve […]

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Passing the torch

January 29, 2019.Momentos.#grief

I spent a glory day on Mt. Baker last weekend.  The sun was shining and the snow reflected the blue of a sky so clear even angels would have had to squint. It felt like coming home. Our kids grew up on Mt. Baker, it sealed the deal of what family meant to us; it’s […]

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A lightbulb moment

January 26, 2019.Momentos.#Grief. Recovery

I’ve never been keen on cooking for myself, it’s a lot of work and no one ever compliments the chef, after dinner I’m left holding the dishcloth, washing the dishes and wiping crumbs off the counter. Even a lackluster effort is a chore I’d prefer not to do.   I’m almost three weeks into my […]

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Buried Treasure

January 21, 2019.Momentos.#memories

The yellowed newsprint is dated 1999, the treasure wrapped inside the brittle paper has waited twenty years for the light of day – now it’s spread across the kitchen counter. This is the first of the booty making its way out of the attic, the contents of one box  – one of the many waiting […]

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The dotted line

January 18, 2019.Momentos.#grief

I was beginning to feel settled in my search for a new home, resigned to the fact it would take us a while to find something that met my criteria, and then it happened – we found it.  In retrospect the hunt was a whirlwind, a frenzy – we are only in the third week […]

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Downsizing

January 10, 2019.Momentos.#grief

The house hunting adventure I’ve embarked upon this month has stirred up some unfamiliar emotions and shed light on thoughts I didn’t know I was thinking – I feel like I’m mid-section into a learning curve again.   I came into this adventure reluctantly, uncertain – I didn’t know what the hell I was shopping […]

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2019

January 5, 2019.Momentos.#grief recovery widowhood memories

2019 was announced with a bang last Monday night , my neighbors set off a volley of fireworks at the stroke of midnight to mark its arrival. Inside my house a Chesapeake Bay Retriever leapt onto the couch and hid his face in my armpit – he obviously feeling as confident about the upcoming year […]

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