Our boy, the beautiful Leonberger known around here as Sir Lickalot went on his journey on Saturday, December 30, 2017. It was coming. I had been telling the kids for a while that his time was running out, getting old and slow. No more daily walks, he didn’t want to move around much and his appetite had diminished.
Every Year, There’s a Little More Acceptance
Time goes so fast, every day is filled with tasks we do and we don’t even think about. Life marches on, we move forward whether we think we can or not.
Grief, They Say it Gets Better But then……
Yesterday was rough, one of those days where if you could just stay in bed and not interact with anyone then it would be the ideal thing to do. But that’s not how it works. I have responsibilities, I’m a parent and I was needed.
Franken Toe- Not a Musical
So today was the day, the final day, getting these stitches out of my foot. No more surgical shoe, no more uncomfortable bandage, back to normal.
Here’s the Thing about Grief
Here the thing about grief… for the last week I have been dreading the 8th July. It’s the second anniversary of my Dad’s passing. And on that day all the memories of that event come flooding back, well they did last year.
Talking About Funerals
This Thursday, James Gandolfini will be honoured at a service in the Cathedral St John The Divine, the very same Cathedral we see from every western vantage point of our apartment.
A Little Love From Friends Will Get You Through
You know when you feel so helpless in a situation that all you can do is try to make someone feel better? This happened last week, my friend’s sister was dying, her body was failing in the hospital, in another state. She was panicking, waiting without news. I was even further away! I just wanted to be there, just to …
I Wrote a Letter to My Dad…Cos Doesn’t Everyone Write When Their Parents are Gone?
I wrote a letter but I couldn’t send it, there’s no mail service to the great beyond…. but it felt good to just write it anyway.
A Sad Situation-Nobody Wins This
I saw something Tuesday on twitter about a 4 yo accidentally killing a deputy sherriff’s wife at a cook out. WAIT WHAT? So I went in search of the story. The article assumed accident. How could it be anything else. The child was 4, still in preschool, maybe even pull-ups, 4! And then another story of a similar incident, this …
Going Back to the Farm
Since the kids were born we’ve taken them back to see the farm and my parents. Since we moved to America it has been less, obviously. It’s a long way and it’s a lot of money. I try to take the kids every other summer so they get to see family but don’t miss out on summers either. Every time …
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