Tag: recovery

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Here we go again…

April 6, 2021.COVID diary.#recovery

The world has basically been shut down for over a year – everybody (and probably everybody’s dog) has been trying to cope with the changes. Lots of us have been snacking, loafing, netflixing and packing on the pounds. I for one have gained (amassed, incorporated) twenty. These pounds weren’t even sneaky – it seemed calories […]

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Past Tense

January 1, 2021.COVID diary.#covid19

I didn’t stay up to see 2020 out the door – it snuck into the darkness like it arrived into the light of last year, quietly. It’s gone – thank the Lord. I checked the lock this morning fearful an encore was waiting outside – 2020 has been so volatile I don’t trust it to […]

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The Price of Love

August 2, 2020.Momentos.#grief

I was walking Chester yesterday when a woman approached me to ask why she hadn’t seen my little dog lately – I had to explain, again, that Olive was gone.  The woman seemed genuinely moved by the news and I had another middle of the day whoosh of sadness. I miss that little dog like crazy. […]

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New friends

March 7, 2020.Writing From The Wound.#friends

I remember the first new friend I made after my mother died – it was a remarkable experience, extraordinary in its simplicity.  I sat down beside a woman at a Little League baseball game and we began to chat. Our sons were both nine at the time and playing on the same team, both of our […]

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It’s March … again

March 2, 2020.Writing From The Wound.#grief

I’ve been tossing and turning since the wee hours of the morning, my mind is too busy to sleep.  Memories of two years ago are being muddied by the memory of last year and I’m a mess.   Two years ago we were stepping into a month of horror, living the end of the beginning of that […]

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The neglected muse

February 27, 2020.On Writing.#recovery

Writing has taken a back seat in my life recently – I’ve been giving creativity a wide berth and busying myself with less personal things. I’ve bumped into my muse from time to time over the past few weeks, I’ve had a few close calls where the urge to write almost tripped me, but so […]

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The watcher

February 21, 2020.Momentos.#Holidays

I’m having a devil of a time trying to write about my recent adventure.  I find this odd because it was a great adventure – my whole family (three kids, their spouses and four grandchildren) went for a nine day vacation to one of the happiest places on earth – Disney’s Magic Kingdom – and I […]

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Silver linings

January 23, 2020.Momentos.#change

The horizon was dishing out silver linings like Facebook reminders yesterday morning.  They were so impressive I was compelled to dig my phone out of my pocket and take a picture – the world was waking up, a new day dawning and silver linings were abundant.  In that moment of appreciation it occurred to me that silver […]

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Christmas is on its way

November 30, 2019.Writing From The Wound.#grief

There’s a chill in the air this week – the season is about to change. The grass is frosted in the morning and the metal latch on the gate is being stubborn. The wind has been chasing brittle leaves across the sidewalk, their scurrying edges clicking on the pavement like the high heels of fairies […]

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A Different Vantage

November 20, 2019.Writing From The Wound.#grief

This past weekend my daughter and I attended a fundraiser in aid of a new hospice residence – the keynote speaker, a recent widow, was billed to talk about her experience with hospice.  As the master of ceremonies began her introduction my daughter, fearing I might find the speech upsetting, quietly asked if I’d like […]

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