Tag: grief

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February 14

February 15, 2019.Writing From The Wound.#grief

The kids have been busy coloring and writing valentines, cupcakes have been sprinkled and I have cinnamon hearts on my mind. It’s February 14th, 2019 – my first Valentine’s Day without my valentine.  In truth I didn’t think this day would shake me up, we’d never been big on the occasion, that said, it was […]

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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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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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Going Through the Motions

December 12, 2018.Writing From The Wound.#Christmas

I’m trying to pull the spirit of Christmas out of myself and out of the boxes scattered on the playroom floor – everything feels dusty and I am out of practice. I am resisting the season even as carols play and colorful lights dot the landscape.  I admit the Christmas spirit within me started to […]

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A Christmas Lightbulb Moment

December 3, 2018.Momentos.#Christmas

I’ve been dragging my heels and hanging onto November with my fingernails – doing everything in my power not to face December, but here it is.  November gave me the slip on Friday and on Saturday my family pushed me into the festive season like a kid tossed into the deep end of the pool […]

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