Reflection on 12/04/2020
I’d loaded up most of October and November posts and then let the schedule run on its own. And I needed to. To…
Read MoreI’d loaded up most of October and November posts and then let the schedule run on its own. And I needed to. To…
Read MoreI had my first normal poop yesterday. After the month of no sleep, odd food, stress, and sorrow, it was good to have…
Read MoreI just want to punch things through the day. It started on day one, really. Between the rainman walking/pacing and the uncontrollable, guttural…
Read MoreIt’s been one calendar month since Gabriel died. I’m no closer to accepting it. Every single day, I want to see his face,…
Read MoreToday (11/27) I talked with Jim about the kinds of people/categories of people I meet now. One type carries their own grief and…
Read MoreI thought about the 26th, or at least, as the day was winding down, I realized that it was another day where I…
Read MoreDali dreams of a bee around a pomegranate, but I dream of Gabriel, my lost son, one second before waking. I sat in…
Read MoreI am going through his desk and school items. A couple of days ago, I found “thank you” notes he had written to…
Read MoreAs I put on his Celtic Ogham stone this morning, I remembered the whole exchange purchasing it. Last summer, Joan and I were…
Read MoreWe had a family meeting last night. Talked about therapy, if it was helpful, what people wanted to do moving forward. I mentioned…
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