WRITING THROUGH GRIEF IS A NEW BLOG POST SERIES. THIS IS MY HONEST RECOUNT OF MY GRIEF AT THE LOSS OF LONNIE WHO PASSED SATURDAY, JANUARY 16, 2021. THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE READ DEAR UNIVERSE, I GET IT NOW, WILL KNOW SHE’S BEEN THERE FROM THE BEGINNING. THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME PERSONALLY WILL KNOW SHE…
WRITING THROUGH GRIEF IS A NEW BLOG POST SERIES. THIS IS MY HONEST RECOUNT OF MY GRIEF AT THE LOSS OF LONNIE WHO PASSED SATURDAY, JANUARY 16, 2021. THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE READ DEAR UNIVERSE, I GET IT NOW, WILL KNOW SHE’S BEEN THERE FROM THE BEGINNING. THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME PERSONALLY WILL KNOW…
WRITING THROUGH GRIEF IS A NEW BLOG POST SERIES. THIS IS MY HONEST RECOUNT OF MY GRIEF AT THE LOSS OF LONNIE WHO PASSED SATURDAY, JANUARY 16, 2021. THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE READ DEAR UNIVERSE, I GET IT NOW, WILL KNOW SHE’S BEEN THERE FROM THE BEGINNING. THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME PERSONALLY WILL KNOW…
WRITING THROUGH GRIEF IS A NEW BLOG POST SERIES. THIS IS MY HONEST RECOUNT OF MY GRIEF AT THE LOSS OF LONNIE WHO PASSED SATURDAY, JANUARY 16, 2021. THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE READ DEAR UNIVERSE, I GET IT NOW, WILL KNOW SHE’S BEEN THERE FROM THE BEGINNING. THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME PERSONALLY WILL KNOW…
Writing through grief is a new blog post series. This is my honest recount of my grief at the loss of Lonnie who passed Saturday, January 16, 2021. Those of you who have read Dear Universe, I Get it Now, will know she’s been there from the beginning. Those of you who know me personally will…
I fear snakes and sharks. You know this, we’ve talked about it. But I also fear an embarrassing posthumous discovery. You heard me correctly. I’ve thought about this more than once. More than I care to admit. But the other day, when I went scrambling around my house trying to find an old college transcript,…
Life is full of irony. Shortly after I published my last post “Since Divorce My Relationship Expectations Have Changed“ I was given some interesting perspective on “expectations” from a coach I was working with that punched me right in the face. And I use punched deliberately. This insight that was provided to me made me…
Since the divorce, my relationship expectations have changed. Before marriage, it felt like being on the hunt. (I’m guessing this metaphor works as I’ve never actually hunted for anything. Maybe 4 -leaf clovers, but given my luck, you can guess how many of those I’ve ever found. Yeah, you got it. 0.) I felt like…
When you end up in your 30s post-divorce and stuck in a job that ignores your potential and would never suggest you paid time and money for higher education, you wake the fuck up. You look back on all the things you thought you would do, all the aspirations you had, and realize your life…
Mainly I write about relationships because they tell you when you write nonfiction that you have to have a platform and that platform is being an expert in something. Of course, when they say this about nonfiction they aren’t talking about memoirists, not really. At least not in my opinion. They are talking about people…