Silence
When we ‘go silent’ do our readers and listeners stay true? I sure hope so.
Where the Veil Grows Thin
Thoughts and rambles on life and death. Living and loving. Sharing the planet with billions of living human documents, every single one of us connected in some way.
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Be an Advocate for Peaceful Death
In the decades since my mom died in 2000, I have worked in hospice.
"Overwhelmed". "Maxed out". "Just done"
I hear these phrases almost daily. Have we gotten too used to them to be paying attention to what someone might be telling us? And when these words are used, what do they actually create?
Dominoes
Grief sometimes feels like a snowball rolling down hill, a runaway train or one of those long fancy lines of Dominoes that once toppled, can't be stopped.
And so it continues....
this aging thing. And all that comes with it.
It Was the Smell That Woke Me
Before any other senses were fully engaged it was the smell that brought me out of a deep sleep.
Layers and layers and layers
Excavating the layers of grief
Little Fires Everywhere
It’s fire season in Colorado.
Becoming Part of the Forest
What happens when we find ourselves actually experiencing something we have never before known on a personal basis? Maybe something we thought we knew, only to learn we never really did.
The Grief of Growing Old (con't)
Once seen, the grief of aging somehow softens. Sort of like the skin on my upper arms.