Tag Archives: grieving

The Note – Grief Wave Warning

We’ve been doing some thorough cleaning around the house lately due to uninvited guests that stayed with us a few weeks: mice! First, Husband and I cleaned out the garage and found what had attracted them in his backcountry bag. … Continue reading

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The Magical Fifth Year

I took a week off from work in November and stayed home to sort through the remaining bins of Ex’s things. I didn’t make it through all of it, or even half, I don’t think, but while sorting it didn’t … Continue reading

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Sometimes, my eyes spit a little.

Today I woke up early, a bit before 5. I enjoy getting up then because I know I’ll have a productive morning. I had slept well, but I had weird dreams. I dreamed that I had a few things left … Continue reading

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A Big, Sunday, Newspaper Sailboat

Little Guy has a picture of him and his dad in his room.  I took the picture on Little Guy’s 4th birthday, the last we all celebrated together.  I felt ready to have a picture of Ex and Little Guy … Continue reading

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4 Years and a Froyo

I’ve made it.  I’ve made it four years since Ex died.  And I didn’t think it would be the way it is. I didn’t think I’d have a love/hate relationship with my living situation.  I love where I live, but … Continue reading

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The Hardest Thing

This past weekend, Little Guy and I were having dinner when he asked me again why Ex and I split up.  I explained again that Ex and I had different approaches to life and couldn’t agree on how to continue … Continue reading

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Morning

The sun peeks over the mountain.  The aroma of fresh-ground coffee strikes my nose in greeting.  I feel grateful to have regained some sense of smell in the morning.  Soon, I will move and have all of my mugs.  I … Continue reading

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