Tag: loss

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Day 327/365 “The Air a Library”

Not a day goes by that I don’t think about my father. Sometimes these thoughts wrap me in a blanket of melancholy. Other times they bring on a smile or even an audible laugh. The stupidest things remind me of him – like my daughter asking me if I ever saw “Bedtime for Bonzo” (she was reading about Ronald Reagan). I never did see … Read More Day 327/365 “The Air a Library”

Day 322/365 This Wild and Precious Life

As many of you know, my family has been taking the same spring trip together for over twenty years. If you have been an avid reader of this blog, you may have, in a sense, taken the trip with us last year. Coming just five months after my father’s death, it was hard. I tearfully joked that I felt we should have purchased an … Read More Day 322/365 This Wild and Precious Life

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Day 302/365 No Words

Today was a hard day. My friend, Jaime, was laid to rest. It was incredibly touching to see the community of support around his family, and to bear witness as we all tried our best to collectively shoulder the enormous weight of our grief.  Honestly, I was completely wrecked by his grieving children, who must live with the cruel paradox of having had the … Read More Day 302/365 No Words

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The Thing About Jaime

The world lost a beautiful man last night. I struggled writing this, as it just seems so wrong…writing about him in the past tense. I kept writing “He is” and having to go back and correct myself…He was. It seems impossible that someone who shone so brightly could leave us so soon. I remember a story about when Jaime met Melissa, his future wife. … Read More The Thing About Jaime

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Day 280/365 The Wind (A Flashback)

Early morning, September 22, 2017… Standing on my front porch with a warm cup of coffee between my palms, I assess the damage. Strong winds from a tropical storm off the coast have been lingering for days. The street is littered with small branches, and leaves torn prematurely from the trees. Trash cans are overturned in the street. “Distress is the wind spirit of … Read More Day 280/365 The Wind (A Flashback)

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Day 278/365 Neither Here Nor There

Harveys are dreamers…literally. We tend to have very vivid dreams. I know I have mentioned this before, but… It’s late, and I am up writing because Beau (my eleven year old) woke me up from a sound sleep by calling out for me, urgently. I went in to check on her and soon realized she was not awake at all. She said in a … Read More Day 278/365 Neither Here Nor There

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Day 274/365 I’ve Gotta Go, I Love You

Sometimes I find it really hard to write the blog because my head is so filled with something that I don’t want to share, either because it’s too mortifying (yeah, there’s stuff in here I don’t share – scary considering all I do share, I know) or because I feel like people are tired of my whining. I really don’t walk around like Eeyore … Read More Day 274/365 I’ve Gotta Go, I Love You

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Day 273/365 When We’re Ready

On the first day of the calendar year, we all get a clean slate. A chance to offer the world a new us. A chance to hit the reset button; to begin a new chapter of our lives. I’m sorry but…that is a lot of effing pressure to put on one day, isn’t it? What if, at the stroke of midnight, you found yourself … Read More Day 273/365 When We’re Ready

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Day 271/365 It Isn’t The Dying That Matters

It has been a rough couple of days. December 27th was the one year anniversary of Dad’s passing. Well…technically it was January 5th that he died, but he was never conscious again after his collapse on the 27th. I wrote before about how Mom knew he was gone that first day (see here), and thus it has become the day of greatest significance to … Read More Day 271/365 It Isn’t The Dying That Matters

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Day 268/365 May I Sit At Your Table?

Writing is hard to do right now. I could tell you I have been busy, and that I am exhausted at the end of the day…and both of those things would be true, but the real reason is that I am struggling, emotionally. So, why am I reluctant to write about that? I certainly have done so before.  It’s kind of – what this blog … Read More Day 268/365 May I Sit At Your Table?

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Day 258/365 Finding Gratitude (and even inspiration) Within Pain

Throughout my life I have predominantly had a positive outlook. I have always lived with the understanding that everything happens for a reason. I have trusted that there is a purpose to every experience….that we are all being led somewhere…being taught or shown what we need to learn in this life. We can choose to see it that way – or not.  I had … Read More Day 258/365 Finding Gratitude (and even inspiration) Within Pain

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Day 251/365 It Is Every Day Work

Right now I am straddling three books. I mean, not literally. That would be weird. I was halfway through one book, and became interested in another, and at the airport the other day I was drawn to a third. Usually I am much more of a one book at a time kind of person, but I am getting a little something from each book…there … Read More Day 251/365 It Is Every Day Work