Tag Archives: Ordinary Life

MUSIC – NOTES OF SILENCE, NOTED IN MY LIFE

You’ve given me confidence, comfort, and the ability to teach and learn. I love you more than anything else in the world – and remember my guitar – even if I ever let you down in my anger and frustration, and I blame you rather than myself – know that I will never desert you. Continue reading

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THE PRESENT IS MY GIFT

My hypnotherapist, Connie, had suggested that I start a blog. This was because I was emailing all of my friends like crazy. I was writing to friends from childhood and all parts of my life. It was therapy for me, and I received such an amazing array of heartfelt support while my mom was on a respirator for two months starting last November. I didn’t think that 50-year-old women blogged! Continue reading

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BYE, BYE, ZOMBIELAND – PART 1

When the tears stopped for me, it was only because I could no longer remember my beloved child as clearly. So now there was actually a different form of sadness. I felt farther away from what I was holding onto so tightly. But there were definitely less tears! Continue reading

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I KNOW I’M LEARNING, “WRITE” OR WRONG

The post title, “I KNOW I’M LEARNING, “WRITE” OR WRONG,” refers to the fact that I was always the “good girl.” I was used to being told that everything was clearly either right or wrong. I never wanted to disappoint my parents, and I have had a lot of difficulty allowing myself to see things differently than them.
My father has a severe hoarding problem. Honestly, it’s very severe. It has been one of my mother’s greatest aggravations. I am, on the other hand, very organized and can throw things away.
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