When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. That’s what they say, but what if you don’t like lemonade? And even if you did, maybe it turns out that when life handed you these damn lemons, it also took with it the sweetener. Lemonade made without sugar makes your mouth hurt and makes your eyes water.…
As if…
Often in the last two years, someone will say something about a person dying or something related to an untimely death and then stop suddenly and apologize for saying THAT THING. It happened the day before yesterday and again yesterday. I think people apologize because they believe they might have triggered memories by using the…
The Second Year
In my new world, March 10th is known as The Last Good Day. On March 10th two years ago, I was living my best life. It was a Tuesday. Sammy and Tommy left early for their classes at UCCS, Ken went to work, and Madeline and I did our homeschool thing. Madeline had some online…
Something
Something struck me a few weeks ago. It was Ken’s birthday, a day that, in the past, I would have planned and prepared a delicious meal that would have made him feel special. A meal that I wouldn't normally make on a random Wednesday night. A meal that would be all about him. This is…
Eyes to See, Ears to Hear. (More notifications from Heaven)
The other evening, I went for a hike and found white feathers. A lot of them. For a year and a half now, I've been finding white feathers everywhere I go. Here are the feathers I found on Thursday. I find white feathers pretty much every time I take my lunch-break walks. I found one…
Loem
A list or a poem or possibly both A loem a nonexistent word that seems perfect to describe this moment acoustically and ethereally it brings to mind a mixture that drains well but holds nutrients --- I returned from visiting my baby and in the refrigerator there was moldy leftover rice a soggy liquified cucumber…
Joy. Ride.
About seventeen months ago, I stood in my garage looking up at my bike. It hung from the ceiling on a hook Ken had installed. His bike was hanging next to mine. A police officer had returned his bike at some point. My memory of the timing is fuzzy. Was it that night, that horrible…
Would you like to continue on this bumpy ride with me?
FeedBurner, a service that, up until this month, managed a portion of my email subscriptions, sent a notification stating that it will no longer handle email subscriptions as part of its services. In the recent email they sent, the FeedBurner folks said things like, "we recommend downloading your email subscribers so that you can migrate…
Notifications from heaven?
I went to a group for widows a while back, and a woman shared that she was angry that her husband hadn't sent her any white feathers. Send? White feathers? She said each of their family members and mutual friends had received a white feather from her deceased husband, but she had never gotten one.…
Do Things
On New Year’s Eve, I thought about the many resolutions I’d made in the past either to do something extra or to give something up. I know, New Year’s Eve was almost four months ago, but time both slogs on and slips by, so here I am, still thinking about my New Year's resolution. In…
Dirt Road Diary 