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5114 days

That is 14 years plus the extra leap days. It is still hard to believe that it has been that long since my Mom was found dead in her itty bitty apartment in San Francisco. I still can remember having … Continue reading

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4749 days

Thirteen years go by in the blink of an eye and yet there are times when it can feel like an eternity. Honestly, I don’t know how I survived the first 13 minutes. I am not sure how I made … Continue reading

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m-day project (re)explained

I originally posted this in April of 2007. I have updated it a bit, with some further explanation. Well, I will try and explain it anyway. This is about the fifth time I have tried to compose this post. Where … Continue reading

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i want my mommy

As I was finishing cleaning the lake cabin yesterday, I took a break and laid down on the couch (I was having headaches on and off, possibly a sign of changes in my hormone levels). As I was lying there, … Continue reading

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somewhere over the pacific

As far as we know, my in-laws (aka the outlaws) are on a plane that is heading towards LAX. The will arrive tomorrow afternoon. I do not feel at all ready, and it has little to do with the current … Continue reading

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someone please wake me from this nightmare

The thing about grief, is that it has a tendency to bring up past losses. I was remembering the night I learned that my Mother had died. The police knocked on my door after 9 o’clock on a Friday night … Continue reading

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birthdays are rough

Today is my mother’s birthday. She should have turned 62. Please don’t say you are sorry. Really, there isn’t anything you or anyone can say to make this better. There just isn’t. I learned (via a children’s book review site) … Continue reading

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