~Written in August 2018 after scattering mom's ashes in the lake. Not shared until now because it felt strangely too personal, or juvenile with so many rhymes. But now with her one year anniversary ever closer I share because it suddenly feels right.~ Mothers Sunset Embraced in the loving arms of a mid summers setting… Continue reading Sunset
I know you don't want to hear it but Fall is coming. I know this because Thomas started JK last week, and I started back at Uni, and Mat's schedule is nuts again, and Maddy is just loving life - as she does - plus I had to find socks last week. But change is… Continue reading And so it begins…
Grandma has a beautiful new home. It's made of hand carved wood. It has a beautiful dove ascending to heaven on it. Today that beautiful box is being buried. "Can I dig the hole mummy?" "No love, the cemetery people will dig the hole." "but I want to!!!" "Maybe you can help, or make it… Continue reading Grandma’s Box
We sat here in these chairs and talked for weeks about impending death. And now i sit here and your chair is empty. I've been looking at pictures of your life as we gather images for the funeral slide show, and i'm wondering who is this woman i'm looking at? I don't recognize her at… Continue reading Death
I read this article this morning: What is the best way to explain Death to a child? It was a nice clear read. Something I needed. I'm learning these days that I'm going to process my mothers' death through the eyes and experiences of my children. It will be my grief, but I am also… Continue reading Talk about it.