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Two weeks
and I still look for you when I get home I still find myself thinking, “I don’t need to eat all this chicken, I should save some for Max.” I called to you to day to come get cheese. I … Continue reading
He’s home
We picked up Max’s ashes this morning. I expected to fall completely apart – that happens on a regular basis these days. Strangely, I didn’t. I cried in the car, as Bear held the bag with the two boxes … Continue reading
One week
And my heart is still in pieces. One week has passed and it hurts more now than it did the night you left. I look for your sweet face, I sniff the air trying to catch your scent, I … Continue reading
without you
You made me whole Bear took the broken pieces of my heart and held them tight till they were healed. He put me back together when all the world seemed determined to break me apart and keep me broken. For … Continue reading
The Rainbow Bridge
There’s a new angel tonight at the Bridge Run free, my sweet boy. Find your friends and play bitey face And let me know you’re okay now I will love you forever
Struggling
Wondering if we’re doing the right things, wondering how Max really is, wondering if something is already inside him that we can’t see Wondering if this is his last snowstorm (If so, it was a good one and he enjoyed … Continue reading
When tears to laughterM
and memories make you smile more than cry, healing has finally begun. It’s been 16 years since my Poppa died. For a long time, I couldn’t look at an M&M, couldn’t hear certain songs, couldn’t watch a Mets game. … Continue reading
Memories and melancholy
It’s been almost 11 years since my mother died. There are parts of that night that I don’t remember. I remember waking up to pee, and the phone ringing. We didn’t have a phone upstairs so I … Continue reading