Tag: grief
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“What if it is her last…”
The firsts. But not the good kind of “firsts”. The firsts that come after someone dies. First birthdays, Christmas. Anniversaries. Everything feels so empty and hollow. No one really knows what to say or how to feel. Much like having kids, there isn’t really a book on how to deal with all of this (there…
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What’s in a Name?
I saw it today. Printed in black on the sepia paper and it glared at me. I tried to force myself to look at it and my breath caught in my throat. I always loved her name, but seeing it printed there, on that terrible textured paper, my name emblazoned across the top, was like…
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The Banana Counter
I had a moment today. When I was in the Sobey’s in Spruce Grove, I realized, as I stood there in the bakery department, that I hadn’t been there since before my mom died. It was her local grocery store, and the one that she preferred. It was smaller and quieter than the other stores in…
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What is this feeling?
I was sitting here, late this Saturday evening, rethinking the day I’ve had. My siblings and I all gathered at Mom’s – to collect some stuff, talk about a few things, and eventually meet with my Dad and step-Mom to celebrate my step-Mom’s 70th birthday. All went well. It was a good day. Yesterday, I…
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One month…
I am not usually one to commiserate things like loss. When something is done, it is done and I try to move forward. While I celebrate birthdays and wedding anniversaries, once you’ve past childhood, only major milestones are really celebrated, and at that, only with the smallest of fanfare. We had a small party for…
The Voices In My Head 