Patrick was the first male that ever treated me with a soft kindness and respect that made me feel special. We were just kids when we met, I was 18 he was 23. He was kind and stable, I was emotional and wild. We both filled a void in each other’s lives. We were young… Continue reading Patrick
Tag: loss
Mental Masturbation
Lately, I’ve been stuck! I haven’t wanted to write or work. I haven’t wanted to do anything… other than feel sorry for myself. I’ve become really good at hiding my pain, putting on the mask, and muddling my way through life. I’m not really sure of who I am anymore. What do I want for… Continue reading Mental Masturbation
Grace and Kindness
Today marks the 3 year anniversary of Dillon’s death. That’s 1095 days of waking up and feeling the stabbing pains of grief and muddling my way through life. It’s no wonder people often say, “You are so strong!” I am strong, as are millions of others who are struggling through their own pain. Maybe it’s… Continue reading Grace and Kindness
The Knowing
My first experience with death was when I was around 6 or 7 years old. There was an elderly woman from our church, Josie Blackwell, who had passed away and my parents took me to the service. I still find it strange that I remember her name… I rarely remember things from childhood. I’m not… Continue reading The Knowing