You Don’t Age Anymore, My Sweet Girl

23 years old when you took your last breath. But it was 30 years ago that your lungs first felt air. Three decades since you left the warm waters of my womb and introduced yourself to the world. I wish that I had paid closer attention to each moment, studied the way you smiled and …

Same day, 6 years later

This year, October 7th falls on the Friday before Thanksgiving. Just like it did 6 years ago when she died. I have nothing to say tonight. Nothing I haven't said so many times already. I'll wait to repeat myself until that day arrives, as it does every year now. I'll leave this prayer here from …

When the sad breaks in

Looking at her little jewellery box that sits on the bathroom counter I decide to open it, as I have many times before. Maybe something different will pop out at me this time. Something I've never seen, some deeper glimpse into the essence of who she was when she breathed air with me. The things …

Refreshing

Seemed time to update the header image. Or not. Whatever the case, it's been updated. I also added a Pictures page and am working on getting some galleries together. Snapshots in time that don't really properly depict how frumpy and unfun I am about 80% of the time - but who wants to look at …

No, I’ve not abandoned it

This blog I mean. I just don't feel like I have a lot to say. Some days are alright, some are horrible. Some days I go through the whole day without that sinking feeling, then other days (like yesterday) it suddenly hits me so hard I want to vomit. I miss her. It's cold and …