Against all odds, I had a good birthday. Yes, I cried. I cried a good deal, but the tears were…
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Today is my birthday. My first birthday since his death. And I am so very glad not to be alone…
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Yesterday, after a week of feeling ill to my stomach and not doing anything about it, I finally called my…
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I’m home. Being home is good, but it’s also bad. I’m surrounded by reminders that my husband is gone. This…
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Tomorrow, I head home. I want to be home. I want to be in my own space. I want to…
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I was planning to stay in Chicago until my birthday weekend, but I realized that I couldn’t do that. It’s…
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There are some days in August for which I have no memory. They include when I first arrived at Cottonwood…
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Today was a tough day for me for a variety of reasons already recorded in my personal journal. Suffice to…
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I brought a crocheting project with me to Chicago. My neighbor teased me about bringing so much clothing, but part…
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I cried over lasagna tonight. The lasagna wasn’t bad. It was fine. Not my favorite, but a perfectly serviceable dinner.…
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