AKA "The Writing Woman"
I’m still having a tough time with the grief “episodes.” I was doing so well, and now I’m not.
I question what has triggered this…tomorrow it will be six months since the day Rick died. Valentine’s Day is Wednesday. We weren’t big on celebrating what Rick called the “Hallmark Holidays,” but most years, we were on our way to Florida … Read the blog
I was driving to my grief counseling session, foolish enough to listen to the radio.
I can’t listen to music anymore, and music is something I’ve loved my whole life. Music is passion and feelings and emotion and more. A passionate love of music is also something Rick and I shared.
We had different tastes in music, but we both … Read the blog
And I don’t want a never ending life
I just want to be alive while I’m here
And I don’t want a never ending life
I just want to be alive while I’m here
And I don’t want to see another night
Lost inside a lonely life while I’m hereThe Strumbellas – Spirits
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9kXstb9FF4I’m still me.
I was … Read the blog
There are songs I’ve always liked that take on a whole new meaning now that Rick is gone. It may be wishful thinking, but I feel like he’s still near me, loving me, and I try to do what I think he’d want me to. This song was mentioned on one of the FB widows’ groups, and I gave it … Read the blog
Since May, Rick wasn’t himself. The radiation caused pneumonitis in the same lung as the tumors it had killed. We enjoyed our wonderful Florida vacation beginning the second week of April, but the final week, he began experiencing pain in his lung.
It became more difficult for him to walk up the slight slope of the sandy beach each evening … Read the blog
I was driving home in a thunderstorm and this song came on the radio. This is why I can’t listen to music for awhile.
“This Is What It Feels Like”
(Armin van Buuren feat. Trevor Guthrie)
Nobody here knocking at my door
The sound of silence I can’t take anymore
Nobody ringing my telephone now
Oh how I miss such … Read the blog