two months ago, rising up from the floor seemed impossible. a dog’s paws, literally on her arm, holding. consoling. there was the shaking. the uncontrollable sobbing. and then the shriveling. the weakness. the darkness. the hunger. but now lying in bed, naked, a glimmer of light peeks through the blinds, accentuating the curves of her […]Read more "normalcy"
it was quite a day of ups and downs. and not just in yoga. heard from someone I’ve been missing so, so much and it both helped and hurt … but it was needed. much needed. dare I say it was even good. difficult, yes. but good. there was therapy right after (thank goodness) and […]Read more "good"
please don’t tell me how to grieve. stop saying that I overshare. stop telling me that I’m humiliating myself by talking about all of the good memories. and please stop telling me I need to be angry and move on. stop telling me things that make the tiniest pieces of my heart that haven’t yet […]Read more "process"
what do you do when you feel helpless and hopeless? because apparently I de-clutter. which I needed to do a long time ago. wow. I’ve thrown out two large trash bags filled with crap that had piled up on top of my dresser and next to the dresser, “hidden” in a corner of my bedroom. […]Read more "de-cluttering"
watch me as I go … to yoga. today was my first yoga class. this is me, after the class: dude. I’m smiling. and I’m not going to tell you if I faked it or not. 😉 but hey. I didn’t fall over. I twisted up just like a pretzel, exactly like I was supposed […]Read more "breathe"
angry middle-aged men are ganging up on me on social media because I proudly wear a Moms Demand Action T-shirt. because I think that assault weapons have no place in the hands of civilians. because I think it’s pathetic and embarrassing that this country allows its citizens — its children — to die every day […]Read more "you & your guns suck"
everyone has issues. we aren’t special, other than in all of the ways we were so fucking special.Read more "yes we were"
it’s startling, really, how a simple object collecting dust around the house can leave you whimpering on the ground like a dying rat. and then, once you’ve gained a bit of your composure, you look around and realize that even from the vantage point down here on the floor every god damn item within eyeshot […]Read more "thread"
I usually buckle when I’m accused of being so “pissed off” all of the time. What the hell do I have to be so pissed off about anyway? Nothing, I suppose. Or, maybe everything. Maybe I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. Maybe I’m pissed off that I can’t talk about anything without […]Read more "spouting off"
we went to Europe. we counted down the days. we talked about it as if it were a faraway dream. but then we made it happen. we went to Europe. and I’m going to tell you more about it as soon as I can wrap my head around it all. it’s a pretty big deal, […]Read more "watch us as we go"