I picked up my fourteen year old from school last Monday and she looked unsettled as she got into the car. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “It hit me. In fourth period,” she replied with a deep sigh, hoisting her backpack onto her lap, eyes welling up. I had been waiting for this. The immediate relief…
Caregiving 101
Any time my late husband and I went anywhere during his last year of illness I was on high alert – worried he would fall, or choke, or not able to cut his own food or go to the bathroom without assistance. Of course it was like this at home too, but the difference in…
The Antidote for Grief
My 2022 resolutions were to recover and seek joy, and I’m doing fairly well. On average, however, I still have a “down” day about once a week. A day that I either have zero motivation to get off the couch, or a really high water table and I’m just weepy. To be expected as the…
It’s Okay to Be Okay
Well, it’s been just over a month since Chris died, and for the most part, the girls and I are doing well. Sure, we have each had a rough day here and there, but we’ve learned to just lean into the mood, sleep it off, and generally feel better the next day. Life was so…
Fueling the Universe
Seems fitting that the first post here since my mother’s death is about kindness. It’s just been on my mind lately with so much negativity in the news. Here’s the thing about kindness. I’m convinced it’s a force that is always out there, an ingredient in a healthy universe swirling above and between us all, and…