“We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us.” – Anonymous I’ve always been a big fan of this quote. I think back to an ex-boyfriend who told me of his “running away” to Southeast Asia after some rough times. His mom, however, had a different take. She told him…
Religion. It’s a subject that brings out the best and worst in people. I find myself pondering this controversial subject as I wade through my grief. Let me explain. I was raised Catholic. Spent 12 years in Catholic schools. By the time I was finished at the age of 18, I knew I wasn’t Catholic…
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…
I’m not going to lie to you. This past weekend was a tough one. I missed Mom so much over the Mother’s Day weekend. It just didn’t seem possible that she wasn’t here for it. I cried – a lot! My heart ached so much. I just wanted to crawl into her lap and feel…
