I was thinking, it certainly feels like this week requires of me to end it the same as we began it… a deep breath and blind hope, gratitude and celebrating LIFE. His life. Our life. Just being here, still. Waking up. Holding these ladies. The breath in our lungs. And blowing out the damn candle(s). […]
I’m sitting here at Starbucks, watching the baristas pace behind the counter, answer requests, open and close the sandwich oven, talk into their headsets… I keep closing my eyes, like “How is this where I am?” Now, I know what you might be thinking if you know me………. of course I’m at Starbucks, why am I wondering […]
Happy Birthday Billy Shayne. January 16th 2017 and its Shayne’s 39th birthday. The first one since his existence he will not be here celebrating. Its unreal. Bewildering. Depressing. He should be here. This is his day, he should be here. And I’m torn to pieces that he is not here. He should be here. His […]
Its been a long day, hell what am I even saying… they’ve all been long days of varying degrees. Time sometimes creeps by even slower, especially those particular hours between the time we get home from school til bedtime! We did find our toes in the sand tonight, and that’s always a chance to take […]
Wow. I think I did it, ha!
If you’re joining me on this blog, I’m thankful you’re here.
I’m not exactly thankful for why I am here. But anyone willing to take time to share in my healing, my process… I’m very thankful for your willingness and courage to face all this with me.
I am not exactly sure if any of us are ready to experience what I have to share on this, just like I wasnt ready to experience the last 9 months of my life… but it must be done.
I’ve given this daily thought since July, cried many tears, talked my inner circle’s ears off for months, had moments of doubt about whether or not I should step out and lean in to this… but I was given a moment of inspiration, divine
intervention, BIG MAGIC… whatever your label for that sort of thing is, and I can’t ignore the call to action. Continue reading “begin …again”