Today marks five years since my brother’s passing. Five years since I was working with my husband thinning out the hostas on an unseasonably warm April Saturday and I got the call that my brother was in the ER and that things didn’t look good, that I’d better come down quick. Five years since IContinue reading “Marking Time”
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#SOL20 Day 11 (Bonus): How Bad am I at Grief? (Or…will it always be too soon?)
In my daily blogroll, I came across Laughing Squid’s post about comedian Glen Tickle, whose Netflix special is in tribute to his late brother. I can picture myself tuning in. I picture my own brother looking on from wherever he is, perhaps laughing along in that laugh I can never unhear, visiting me later onContinue reading “#SOL20 Day 11 (Bonus): How Bad am I at Grief? (Or…will it always be too soon?)”
Soapbox: The Way I see Things 