Day 65 – Shaken Martini – Mom again
I visited with my mom again last night, and despite my best efforts, I ended up with a drive home accompanied by some tears, loud music, fast driving, and windows down. I was emailing with LD a little...
View ArticleDay 77 – Dirty Martini – Potty Mouth
Yesterday was J’s birthday party. It was a couple weeks after his actual birthday, but it was the soonest I could have it. Yesterday morning we ran around getting the cake and a few other things for...
View ArticleDay 111 – Me First Martini – Please Affix Your Oxygen Mask First
It’s been a rough few days, I’ve been sick again. It seems like I’ve been sick a lot lately, but in looking at the way I have been running around like a beheaded chicken, I guess I should not be all...
View ArticleDay 145 – Ocean Martini – Waves, carry me away
J and I visited with my mom yesterday. Originally, I told her I would bring her to my house on Saturday for a little visit. I ended up with a cold, and scrapped that idea. When we arrived yesterday,...
View ArticleDay 165 – Festive Martini – Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas! It was a long day. I am snuggled up on the couch with my favorite dog ever, my little Jack Russell Terrible, Bella. Last night was the first Christmas Eve that J didn’t have both of...
View ArticleDay 180 – Dry Martini – Empty Well
The word well is empty lately. What I want to write feels fractured and disjointed, but I will try. There is change on the horizon in terms of moving on, making decisions, starting over, picking up...
View ArticleDay 202 – Solace Martini – Hometown
(picture of Casper Shafer’s house, the founding father of Stillwater, NJ) Today was one of those unavoidable days – they happen from time to time. I had a meeting at the nursing home to discuss my...
View ArticleDay 206 – Sad Martini – Mom
I have been grappling all day with how to approach this entry. Is there a way to write about death in a manner that is not morbid or depressing? I am not sure that is possible. I am not even going...
View ArticleDay 209 – Dark Martini – Endings
It is after 2 am. I haven’t written in a few days because well, my heart has been hurting. My mom is dying. We are all dying, but her ending is a bit more imminent. I received a phone call on...
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