Excerpt from my memoir: Nutella and NyQuil Addictions

**Thought I’d post an excerpt from my memoir this week. This chapter touches on the fact that there is no right or wrong way to grieve ( maybe healthier ways albeit), but it’s all just crazy messy grief. We try our best, in our own ways to wade across that arduous lake. However the trek…

Changes

  If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude. Don’t complain. -Maya Angelou The late great David Bowie sang about it and Maya Angelou wrote about it. Change. Like growing old, it is the inevitable part of life. With it comes growth, new possibilities and experiences. John F….

Another Excerpt from my Memoir: Life Raft

When the morning came it would be time to go back to my reality: daily reminders of her absence, insomnia from racing thoughts, paperwork and phone calls addressing her estate, final medical bills, funeral costs, and sadness to celebrate the holiday without “Mother Christmas”. I saved those menacing thoughts for a bit of light stressing…

Ten Years

Ten years ago this November, I said “ I Do” to a lifetime of adventures, Sunday morning snuggles, belly laughs, friendship and a shared love of pie. Ten years has passed by too quickly. It feels like just yesterday that I was walking down a long aisle in a historic Pinehurst chapel, arm in arm…

Gimpy Gets a Bath

As stated in my last blog, my superhero of a husband took an involuntary trip to norovirus hell. Though I lucked out in not tagging along. I still looked worse for wear in the aftermath. For two and half weeks I could only sponge bathe in our half bath downstairs. The O.R. nurse instructed me…

The Window

Here I sit on the threshold of another year. Still living in the land of waiting and what’s next. Last year at this time ideas of a new start and adventure were brewing. Though as excitement fizzled out to more realistic thinking, my route U-turned to limbo land yet again. Still questioning what adventure life…