These past few weeks have been a whirlwind. There has been so much going on that I have barely had time to slow down to breathe. Beauty and sadness and love and ugliness and joy and love and anger and grief and so much love. Did I mention love? That’s my favorite. A year passed … Continue reading Whirlwind

I went to the cemetery to visit my friend who died last year. I don’t know why I physically went to the gravesite. I don’t believe she is there. I don’t claim to know what happens after death, but I know everyone has their own beliefs and opinions. I know that Denice had a strong … Continue reading My Little Denice

“You’re the character they don’t put in horror movies. You mess everything up but you’re oddly effective. Like you’re hitting the killer with a froggy umbrella and you’re crying and saying you’re sorry. And the killer is all “What the hell, lady?” So my Catherine remembers all of her dreams. In detail. The other night … Continue reading Psycho killers and froggy umbrellas

I saw this a few months ago on Facebook. It hit me directly in the gut. I knew exactly the divisions my life had been separated into. Before and after my last relationship/before and after my recent diagnosis. Both were about the same time. Both were so devastating that I thought for sure my life … Continue reading Defining Moments