Tag Archives: grief
I Didn’t Know Then, But I Do Know Now In the Very Least, I am Learning
December 29th, 2016 He was still home when I got in from work, but he told me he had to go. I helped him gather up the things he was taking with him, things that he had needed here while … Continue reading
I Know My Worth
Damn that voice in my head. I’m struggling right now. I was fine, somewhat, earlier in the day. I went to have a bone density test done, and that went well. I guess. Even though the jeans I wore had … Continue reading
Reminder to “Be Still…”
When you are trying so hard to ignore the words that are causing unintentional hurt. When you hint, but the hints are not recognized. When every word they speak is like a knife driving deeper but you take it because … Continue reading
What Dances in Your Potato Salad
I share this story from time to time. I can’t recall now how long ago it has been, but I’ll guess nearly ten since my husband has been gone over five years. It still makes me smile. This is … Continue reading
Memories and Growth
Memories can be an amazing gauge. How far have you come? Have you healed? Have you grown? Have you distanced yourself from the pain you felt back then, whether it was physical, mental or emotional? That is one of the … Continue reading
March Seventh; When One Realizes Life’s Journey Isn’t a New Normal
What is normal? How and where do we find it hiding? Or is it actually what ever we are dealing with at the moment, even should it be uncomfortable and unwanted? How do we come to accept that change is … Continue reading
February Twenty-first; Thoughts on Dealing With Grief and its Relative, Depression
“Like sand through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives.” For some, a well remembered line from a soap opera. Grief, flows like the tide. At its worst, flowing in and covering all that would seem happy. … Continue reading
February Thirteenth; The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow
I’m sitting here listening to the rain falling and my windchimes playing. Both are a gentle, calming sound. One that is welcomed and appreciated. Yesterday was one of those hit the floor running days that didn’t stop until I finally … Continue reading
January Twenty-eighth; What We Are Told
Depression does not care who you are, or what you have. Grief is the monster lurking in the shadows, waiting its opportunity. I’ve been sitting here staring out the window at the once again overcast sky. Another winter storm is … Continue reading
January Twenty-sixth; In Honor, Memory and Love
It would have been today. It would have been our thirty-seventh anniversary, but he was called home to Heaven and I am here. Today though, I remember, and I miss. I remember that first time we talked. I was just … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 