I pretend things didn’t happen that did. I confuse resiliency with the appearance of strength and cover with bravado. I pretend the losses don’t hurt.Read More 61: Being Incognito: Thoughts on Grief, Loss, and Children
I find myself in places where I end up trying to control her responses and feelings. I believe, and so does she apparently, I am responsible for how she feels and how she responds, not just for what I do.Read More 60: I Lied Again
I don’t really have much to add at the moment. Frankly, what I experienced at the train depot was eye opening and has left me disgusted with myself and others.Read More 59: The Queen is Dead
Time spent with intention brought me here.Read More 58: Symbolism
A man cannot live one life fully split between two moments, two gardens. Inevitably they both will be overtaken with weeds. As I continue to tend my garden I recognize we reap what we sow. There are still weeds in my garden. There will always be weeds and they are my weeds.
I planted these. I will tend to them.Read More 56: Things I Carry – Tending My Secret Garden
Here are a few of the lessons learned since that dark, unhappy, and personally blackest of Black Fridays two years ago.Read More 54: Lessons from a Black Friday
Days go by, and still I think of you…Read More 51: Things I Carry – Days Go By
I feel compelled to embrace my pain and loneliness. Today I am compelled to make friends with those very parts of me I have been compelled for so long to hide from.Read More 08: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – What Compels You?
Certainly, things and people change – the simpatico of our needs can shift – but we have no chance of recognizing real change or loss if we cannot recognize and accept our inability at times to feel what we see… Being Human, we all have fogs roll in around our heart, and often, our lives […]Read More 50: Things I Carry: Grief and Joy
Try this again shall we?Read More 48: Fall in Love