Hide and Seek…………..

Grief has taken on a new shape, a new face.  Time has passed and life has moved on without my son present.  His daughters continue to grow, his brother found love, his sisters have started families, his Dad has retired Fred’s favorite pickup.  For me, I take tiny steps.  I am cautious with my heart [...]

Floating away on a feather of discontent…..

I will survive but never heal. In grieving a hard loss and traumatic experience, as I am, I will not heal. I know this and have come to peace with it. I no longer push myself into a timeline of “getting better”. I do not constantly search through the symptoms and lists of “common behaviors” [...]

Oh Baby, Baby, It’s a Wild World…..

My husband is my everything. And as I get older, this becomes increasingly more and more a true statement. He is my foundation. He is, to me, like the dirt is to a plant. When I wilt, he holds me up. He feeds me, he supports me, he admires my beauty. He is my home. [...]

June 14, 2011 – Climb aboard my wings…..

Blame and guilt play a huge role in my life today.  In the past week I have convinced myself that my son hated me and that I am to blame for his suicide.  Reading this as I type it I know how ridiculous it sounds.  My head knows it is wrong, but my broken heart [...]

Dragons and Alligators Amongst Us

Dragons and Alligators Amongst Us Leslie Beery “A certain darkness is needed to see the stars” I am a piece of energy that connects to other electric elements in life.  Just like you, I also have connections, attractions, and some definite disconnects. Each connection represents a bright star, a bright light.  Each light forms that [...]

Line of Demarcation

“A line defining the boundary of a buffer zone or area of limitation. A line of demarcation may also be used to define the forward limits of disputing or belligerent forces after each phase of disengagement or withdrawal has been completed.”   Have you ever put yourself out there, in someone else’s shoes, for a [...]

A to B

It is so hard to get from Point A to Point B on some days. Not in a miserable or sick way. More exhaustion from anticipation, or dread, or fear. Explaining this to someone who is not feeling what you are is almost impossible. Picking up life where we left it when things fell apart, [...]

How Do We Stop The Pain?

  How do we stop the pain? Some use drug therapy, some abuse drugs. Some go through psychoanalysis and therapy, some talk to those around them, and others keep it inside. Some turn to spirituality as an escape and as a way to hand things over and ease the pain. Some suppress the feeling, shutting [...]

Isolation

Isolation Alone inside a crowded room, different among those who we were similar yesterday. Screaming but silent. Sobbing internally. … Broken from the core and never really understanding “what next”. It is easy to polish and stand up tall for the sake of “getting through”. But, the let down in our shoulders when the game [...]

Listen

Waking up, day after day, first thought – he is gone.  Get up, work at shaking off darkness, and move feet forward. Everyday, the same. Most days able to function, able to progress. Some days, succumbing to the darkness, falling into the hole inside my heart. Pleading to see him, touch him, talk to him, [...]

The brokenhearted, the crushed in spirit…..

I have these waves of emotion. Moments in time. Places in my life where I stop and crumble. I scream inside, “What am I doing?!” “How can anything continue on…” I reel in a panic, I want to move as far backwards as I can, to be closer to him, closer to a time with [...]

Holidays

  Never feel obliged to join in festivities around holidays and act like nothing has happened in your life. Holidays are some of the toughest days we have to endure on this road. The anticipation, preparations, traditions, memories, decorations and symbols, and of the gathering of family that in some cases you have not seen [...]

Shitty Mothers Club

The world is not as kind and gentle as it was when you were here. The simplicity of the day to day is replaced with a coldness and a hardness that rounds out the hole in our hearts and pushes it a little deeper. People have come and gone…. Life has changed and I have [...]

Sylvia

Sylvia Plath, a writer/poet and wife of Poet Laureate, Ted Hughes. Sylvia Plath suffered from depression, marital conflicts, and died by suicide in 1963. Her novel The Bell Jar is semi-autobiographical. Sylvia describes this book, “What I’ve done is to throw together events from my own life, fictionalising to add colour- it’s a pot boiler [...]