Yesterday I met some friends for an early dinner – we were on a patio enjoying the breeze and the company. It dawned on me that that was the first time I had gone out as a single person in almost 23 years. It was in the middle of dinner when I realized it. It…
Today’s exercise- wandering around Costco. Bonus of interacting with the 3D people. Gary was an introvert and quite shy around others but at home he was the life of my party. He filled the house with laughter and playfulness and now the place is silent – like being underwater. Being around people – albeit strangers…
Just finished swimming laps. Hoping to start shedding some of this caretaker weight. I told the hospital chaplain as they were about to remove Gary from life support that I didn’t know what direction my life would go in now, but that I was determined it would be pointed towards well-being. Only recently have I…
In July, three days after Gary passed away, which happened to be my birthday, Mr. Tuxedo aka Zorro aka Not My Cat passed away. PS: he was always really my cat
Gary was a very private person and never wanted to be included in social media. If he had you would have all grown to know the smartest, nicest, kindest, gentlest, person ever.
My dear sweet friends, I am sitting in the backyard of the home my husband grew up in. Bittersweet to imagine that little boy playing with his cats out here or up in that giant tree reading a math book. Friday we had his memorial service in his little church where he went to Sunday…
I was widowed today.
Can life be fun? Can MY life be fun? I know that fun is a subjective experience – everyone has a different definition of what they consider to be fun. I see that diversity all around me just in my little world. One person in my circle loves to dance, and another loves to play…
It’s a bit odd when you live in the public eye. Trust me, I can hear that as it comes out of my mouth – I know I ain’t that famous – but to an extent the work that I have done in the past few years has caused a large group of people to…
A few years ago I was on a business trip to Los Angeles and one night the group went out to dinner to the House of Blues, which happens to be owned in part by Dan Akroyd. We all piled out of our cabs and composed ourselves before we walked towards the front of the…
