Never a statement one would ever expect to hear from me but I’ll get to that because, and boys, if you want to spare yourself,
Year: 2014
A Month
It’s been a month. At 11 o’clock tonight, it has been a full lunar cycle since my sister breathed her last breath and left this
A Mile in Her Shoes: Tori Amos
One of the things I inherited from my sister was several pairs of her shoes. This wasn’t particularly intentional, my momma just started asking me,
Unacceptable Touching
Dear Random Guy in a Bar, It is not acceptable to touch a strange woman in what would be considered an intimate, albeit “innocent”, manner
Season’s Changing
I’m ready for Autumn to make its appearance. Summer has carried an oppressive painful heat, its weight falling heaviest on my heart and they say
Regret
Today was a day and night of tears. It is becoming more real each day that Chelsea is gone. My house is something of a
The Quiet Night
It’s another “night shift” in which there is no one to watch over. It’s been almost two weeks and it all still feels unreal. Expected,
A Week
It’s been a week (and 30 minutes) since my sister left this world. It’s surreal still…a week ago I was in her bed next to
What I Couldn’t Give
They say there are no atheists in a foxhole. That’s pretty much hooey but I will say, this atheist/agnostic/whatever you want to call me has
The things that fill the spaces
When my sister breathed her last, my first instinct was to crawl into bed with her… to keep her warm, to be as close to