Tag: grief
-
What I Learned From A Lifetime of Goodbyes (And Why It Matters)
Childhood Goodbyes All my biggest hurts have come from goodbyes. They started in childhood. When I was three years old, my two sisters and I went to live with our paternal grandparents. Our mom was unable to care for us, and our dad was active military. We lived with them for three and a half…
-
My Mother’s Hands
I did something yesterday I haven’t done in years. I had my nails done. It was done on a whim after getting my hair cut. A treat, I suppose. But I noticed something as the lady filed, buffed, then polished my nails. My hands looked more like my mother’s than ever. My mom had…
-
When We Lose Our Voice in the Presence of Grief
July has been a month, y’all. We were at a very popular amusement park here in Florida for the 4th of July. It was quite extraordinary that half of the nation’s population was not. We were expecting them, frankly. So we spent the first half of the day at one of the attractions that focuses…
-
Ode to Bettye Sue-Love Personified
I am assuming that most writers have a ritual of sorts that they go through before they sit down to write. Mine goes something like this to prepare: Bed is made, kitchen is clean, coffee cup full as well as water. Check. Laptop battery full. Check. House empty of distractions. Check. Essential oil diffuser…