The Tennessee Honeybee

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

I stood hunched over in the shower and watched the water swirling towards the drain but it shaped an undulating heart and I thought, “This

Only minutes after my last post my aunt raced into the hallway and said, “Christina, she’s not breathing!” I raced to her room and checked

We have entered another night. She is still with us… with me. Her breathing is shallow, at 5-6 breaths per minute, but she is peaceful

The night watch has become the death watch. Chelsea’s breathing is very labored, she is no longer speaking, all the stages we were told to

I’ve taken the night shift. The house sleeps around me: my husband rests his head in my lap, my mother beside me. The cats look

The world is a bit surreal right now. Today, I had to tell my father that his little girl will die soon and then explain

Some days you can work your hardest and still feel unappreciated. Some days you can eat right and take your vitamins and still be beat

Wow! I’m 35 years old now. So, I’m going to try to reflect on achievements, milestones, and realizations in numbers. Let’s see how that goes! *These

I’m writing this early because I am inspired to do so and chances are, our busy lives will mean that, come the day, I would