I’ve been missing my dad a lot lately. He will be gone 2 years in September.
Prior to his passing, I spent a lot of time with him. 201 more words
16 hours, 37 minutes
I normally work Monday to Friday, but I went to work today. I had doctor appointments and mediation and had to make up some time. I need to save as much of my vaca time for our camping trip as I can. 426 more words
5 days, 14 hours
Stress is like a living force. It grows and thrives in an all consuming wave, devouring any sort of creative spark that you might have otherwise had. 191 more words
6 days, 17 hours
Another year – a new set of memories of you is what I should be writing about, but instead I write of memories from the past. 678 more words
I think I have sat down at this computer for probably no more than ten hours since September. Bills, wedding, organizing and such… but writing? I’ve tried. 461 more words
I am a sad person. Not sad in the pathetic way, although I feel that way too sometimes. I mean, I just get sad. We all do, I’m sure, but it seems to be my default emotion. 595 more words
1 week, 4 days
Walking the Widow's Path
I don’t remember the last time I had a grief wave hit me this hard or last this long.
It’s leaving me in a fog. In a mental state of confusion. 70 more words
2 weeks, 3 days