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gratitude after grief

gratitude after grief

I have conversations in my head with people everyday. I live in my head. I converse and re-enact in my head. That is part of my problem – going around and around and repeating the same script on the same issues in my head. So perhaps I should be having those...
missing my husband

missing my husband

It is not just that I miss Eric’s humor and wit, his thoughtfulness and care, his intellect and mindfulness. But there are also practical issues that serve as daily reminders of his absence. Who will open the jar that defies my efforts, hang up mirrors and paintings...
the smell of jasmine

the smell of jasmine

Saturday past was the first of September. The first day of Spring, the turn of the season, and the preamble to Summer. The days start of get longer and lighter, and there seems to be a lightening of moods as well. But on Saturday I felt heaviness and a despondency...