Category: Grief
Our First Home
Writing my previous blog and looking at the photos I inserted into the post reminded me of our first year in LA. And of the first home Ken and I ever shared together. We didn’t live together in ... Read More
Camping Out in the Past (just a little)
During Kallie’s recuperation, her physical freedom has to be limited to ensure she doesn’t injure her newly post-op knees. Crating her is preferred, but my girl never appreciated being cra... Read More
A Xanax Diary, Indeed
My life lately–more than usual–is very dog-centric. Kallie had surgery on both knees on June 26 to alleviate stress on her tearing crutiate ligaments. It’s a serious procedure, but o... Read More
"Emotional Muscle" Memory
It feels like I’m standing on the edge of a great precipice. And I’ve stood here before. As I mentioned in a previous blog, my pup Kallie Kismet is scheduled for knee surgery tomorrow. (Co... Read More
…And Many More
Yesterday I turned 45. It’s my third birthday since Ken died, and it’s also a date that will forever fall two weeks after the profound date of his death. The dates have been so emotionally... Read More
Trick or Treat
June 1 will always be a mixed bag for me. Like a bully looming at the edge of the playground of my month, I know I have to take the path that leads in his direction and somehow face him. May was drain... Read More
Trudging through the Melancholy of May
I had the coolest dream last night. I was part of an elite espionage team on some kind of dangerous mission to stop some bad guy from doing something…well…bad. Unfortunately, our team of a... Read More
Magic Time
Ken loved candles. Once he found the battery operated flickering candles at Costco, our apartment was soon filled with them. They had timers in them, so they “lit” each evening at roughly ... Read More