Home. It’s where the heart is. There’s no place like it. For me, it’s been a confusing word over the past 4 1/2 years. I’ve written about not feeling at home in Cincinnati (where I currently live and where I am from) and feeling more at home out there in the world. I’ve talked…
Friday marked 5 months since my mom’s passing. Yesterday was her birthday. She would have been 83. As I wade my way through this year of firsts and through my grief I hear so many people’s advice in my head. “Take your time.” “Don’t let anyone tell you how to grieve.” “Grieve in your…
I miss Mom. Sometimes still so much I feel my heart hurt like it did in those first days. Other times, it’s more of a dull ache and not so painful. When I first returned from the Outer Banks trip, I was busy so I felt it less. But, while I usually saw the pale…
Since my mom has passed away, I find myself thinking a great deal about her life and her legacy. It’s lead me to take a good hard look at my own life. While I love what I do, I feel as though something is missing. I guess I’ve always been the sort of person who…
It’s been one month. I still can’t believe you’re gone. I miss you so much, Mom. So very much. I wish I could have one more conversation with you. There are so many things I didn’t ask you – that I wanted to ask you – things about my childhood that I don’t remember that…
Life has changed. There’s an emptiness in my heart that feels as though it will never be filled. I miss my mom so very much. I still cannot believe she is truly gone…that I’ll never hear the sound of her voice again. Never hear her laugh. Never see her smile with those memorable dimples. I’ll…
