Dwarves & Grief

You may have noticed that pretty much the only posts on this blog these days are either part […]

Grief Diary: Week 8

Yeah, so I skipped a week. Sue me. My shrinky dink wants me to write every damn day […]

A friend of mine said that he’s willing to excuse most behavior under three circumstances: giving birth, getting […]

I survived the memorial thanks to Klonopin and friends. This week was terrible. The closer it came to […]

It has been over a month since the love of my life died. This weekend is his memorial. […]

I have a little dream. It’s really a rather tiny dream, barely visible to the naked eye. It’s […]

In the wake of my most recent tragedy–the death of the love of my life–I’ve heard a lot […]

It has been almost a month. Not quite, but almost a month since the love of my life […]

It’s been three weeks since the love of my life died. Three entire weeks of grief. You begin […]

Losing the love of your life really sucks for a number of reasons. Nothing will ever be the […]

I should probably just change the name of this blog to the title of this post, because that’s […]

It has been three days since the love of my life died. They have been entirely surreal. I […]

You think you know trouble, you know sorrow and as far downhill as the human soul can go. […]