Category Archives: grief

My Life in Shreds: Further Adventures in Decluttering

Some papers need to be shredded, such as tax documents. I had a pile just waiting to be shredded, so I decided to take care of it today. I have a strong determination to finish this project before school starts … Continue reading

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Coffee House Vignettes: an Unusual Tribute to My Dad

I do not care for this time of year. Two years ago on Father’s Day 2013 my dad fell and broke his back and knee and that started his journey home. I sat down this morning to write an entirely … Continue reading

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Facing Fears

Ever since I can remember going to the doctor, particularly the gynecologist, has been accompanied by the phrase “being overweight comes with a heightened risk for all sorts of cancers”; consequently, I haven’t felt too fondly when it came time … Continue reading

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My Grown Up Christmas Wish

I sit here on this chilly December morning, wrapped in my pink fluffy robe, sitting on my red couch, a couch I dreamed of years before I bought it. As I stare at my pre-lit Christmas tree, I think of … Continue reading

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When a House Becomes a Home

For the past couple of years I have not felt like I’ve had a home, a place to be. I’ve spent so much time running and running and running. I don’t feel like I can find the words to express … Continue reading

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I Remember Everything: Ruminations on a Year of Grief

I remember everything about that day. I remember where I stood. I remember exactly what I was doing. I can feel the breath I inhaled when father took his last breath. I remember everything. I wasn’t near him. He was … Continue reading

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Without My Father

Father’s Day 2014: my first Father’s Day without my dad. It’s more than just Father’s Day though. I remember Father’s Day 2013 like it was yesterday. I woke up and took a quick shower before heading over to my parents’ … Continue reading

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