Today is the first anniversary of Male’s death. Though he died two years ago, he has two death […]
loss
I don’t feel like talking today, which is part of the reason I’m doing it. Forcing oneself to […]
When Male was twelve years old, he was already over six feet tall. He cut a very imposing […]
Several years ago, a friend’s mother died a few weeks before Mother’s Day. On the holiday, not thinking, […]
I have always hated the holidays. Well, I don’t hate everything about the holidays. I like the pie […]
I woke up this morning thinking about the day when the two creatures I love most in the […]
The pain is there before I open my eyes. I wake up with grief the same way I […]
Losing your love, your life partner, your best friend, and the person who was most capable of cheering […]
There’s this site called howlongago.com that I use to find out precisely how long I’ve survived without you. […]
Slowly, bit by bit, everything is being taken from me. I have lost so much, but I have […]
When Male first died, I wanted time to pass really quickly. I wanted it to be ten years […]
Male hated birthdays. He never celebrated them and tried to hide the fact from everyone he knew. He […]
When I found out that Dave–author, artist, blogger, and Rarasaur‘s husband–died, my heart didn’t shatter. It had already […]
A few months before Male died, he asked me to come up with three songs that always remind […]
I didn’t get dumped. I did not get divorced. We didn’t break up. We aren’t taking a trial […]
This is the name of a post that was in my draft folder. There was nothing here but […]
Fish Of Gold 