AKA "The Writing Woman"
You did everything you were supposed to do.
I asked if you were angry. You said, what can I do? All I can do is what they tell me now.
And you did.
Four rounds of chemo
Pills for nausea
30+ lung radiation treatments
10 brain radiation treatments
Numerous numerous numerous blood tests
3 blood transfusions
Shots for the low … Read the blog
Officially dead.
One by one, form by form, I remove your name from our accounts and you begin to disappear from this world.
No longer joint owner on our bank accounts, credit cards, mortgage, pension.
No longer listed as beneficiary on anything of mine.
Removing your name from each feels like a dagger through my heart.
… 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
Thank you.
For going to work every day so I can have choices now. Your 32 years of hard work has provided me with stability in retirement. I remember how hard you worked the last five years before you retired: starting over, working your ass off loading planes, relearning airport codes, and testing to regain your position, then, once again, … Read the blog
You’re supposed to hold me when I’m grieving.
For more than twenty years, your huge warm comforting embrace has been my strength through sadness and despair.
How can I live through losing you?
You were my bulwark.
Your giant strong hands held mine through every loss I suffered, every sadness, every disappointment.
Whose hands will hold mine now?
Your words … Read the blog
I knew I loved you, but I didn’t know how much. I knew it would hurt when you were gone, but I couldn’t imagine this pain. I knew the house would feel empty, but never thought it would be this quiet. I knew you were special to me and I was right.
I knew our time was limited, but I … Read the blog
Tell me again why I should get up today. To feel more pain? To feel so lonely it hurts? To remember again that the person I want to be with more than anyone is gone?
Tell me again that my life should go on. Tell me he would’ve wanted it that way. Tell me again that he’s better off, that … Read the blog
Relegated to photos and memories
You, who were here only weeks ago
No longer tangible, touchable, real
Relegated to pictures and memories
You, who I loved with all my being
No longer here in my bed
Relegated to pictures and memories
Captured digitally and on 4×6 prints
Part of my elusive dreams
Evenings are the worst.
Coming home from work to an empty house – the new normal.
No plans, no dinner, no evenings on the deck, chatting about our day, drinking wine and eating appies and listening to Five for Fighting Pandora. No watching you prep and grill dinner while I grab a swim. No moving to sit under the gazebo … Read the blog
I just found the announcement we were going to post on Facebook in March 2017. I think we both felt that the time was never right:
Rick is pretty private when it comes to talking about personal issues on FB, but I have to announce something major. The truth is, after his sudden “sodium issues” last September, he was diagnosed … Read the blog