(the title is the CW.) It’s my true father’s birthday later this week. It took me a while to figure out that this is why I’ve been so tired, so angry, so unable to do things. Because grief is weird, & for me, every time it swells it decides to do something new, just toContinue reading “Landscape of Grief”
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Griefstorming
CW: Death I remember the day I dreamt that Paul died. I remember in the dream it was after sunset, a smear of orange still on the horizon. I remember him shot, bleeding, him leaning on me heavily as I tried to get him away from the people who casually took him from us, strugglingContinue reading “Griefstorming”
Day 310, at a bit of a loss
Late yesterday our wee family got a bit of bad news. CN: discussing non-pandemic illness & crisis responses along with general pandemic & quarantine stuff. . First thing to note is that it’s not us – we’re all fine – but it’s very close to us. Second is that it’s not COVID, but it’s definitelyContinue reading “Day 310, at a bit of a loss”
Day 250, with holiday plans
“People elsewhere are yelling about how horrible it is that state governments are headed for the oh-so-frequently-predicted-earlier-in-the-year second lockdown. Because it’s “cancelling Thanksgiving” or “cancelling Christmas.”
Norovirus + Cold
Okay, this is pretty miserable. Went to my gorgeous niece’s birthday party this past weekend. Lucky us, it happened to be scheduled during a brief pause between when Jon was recovering from a nasty bug (it’s been going around his office) and when I was coming down with it. But the “coming down with it”Continue reading “Norovirus + Cold”
Spring Cleaning – The Moving Version
Welp, things are again changing dramatically over here. Jon and I are moving out of Houston, back to the East Coast, back to snowier climes. Which we’re thrilled about. *confetti* *dancing* This has been cause for much celebration by friends and family in the northeast, and not so much from friends and family here inContinue reading “Spring Cleaning – The Moving Version”
The Day Before
I imagine this as a test. “If you had only 36 hours left in the lifestyle you currently know, what would you do?” It’s in me to have pretty melodramatic reactions to shit. It’s a useful trait in a writer, after all, and a hella convenient one for a project manager in a dysfunctional organization.Continue reading “The Day Before”
RIP Jason
Such a great guy. Such a huge loss.
killer puppy tails 