New Beginning, New Adventure

Looking back at when I started this documentation of my journey, my husband and I had just sold our house with nowhere to live. We released a lot. We left a home we had lived in for 5 years. We left the constant reminders that Thor was no longer there. When we would open the […]

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Well This is Going to Hurt

My husband’s moving truck is here. I’m listening to the sounds of plastic wrap, footsteps, and a dolly while I sit locked away in my office. Looking out the window, I watch as pieces of our life from the past 10 years get loaded and packed away. Later today I’ll go pick up my own […]

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Fall, You Fickle Bitch

I’ve been ungrounded. Flighty, perhaps. Finding it difficult to name, own, and process my emotions. When my husband is overwhelmed, he goes into productivity mode. When I’m overwhelmed? Full burrito mode. Hence, almost all of his belongings are packed into boxes and stacked in the garage. He has a plan. He’s making things happen. Me? […]

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Dig Deeper Into the Hurt

If there is one thing that has angered me the most in the past few months, it would definitely be my dad’s Facebook posts. He probably has the same mindset and posts as a lot of conservatives from his generation, but why do his posts in particular make the heat rise on my face and […]

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Peace in Vulnerability

Keeping up appearances. What a crazy self-induced constraint. No wonder I went through so many years being miserable and feeling like I didn’t really belong. Of course I don’t belong in a place that requires sacrificing my own needs and desires in order to keep up a pretty, “socially acceptable” wall between myself and the […]

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