14 months 💔 Today I’m mostly thinking about how well Dwight took care of me while I was sick. He never opened a can of chicken noodle soup the entire time I knew him. He would whip up an amazing pot of fresh soup, sometimes with chicken from his own coops, and when feeling adventurous, he would make his own noodles. He even made his own crackers. He made me hundreds of cups of tea over the years and tripled the amount when I was ill. He supplied thermometer checks, boxes of tissues and peeked in on me when I…

I adulted today. At first I felt good that I was finally addressing this, but then some hard decisions came into play. There are so many things to consider, even pets are in wills, now. I understand now why Dwight never wanted to do this. It was a sad experience.

13+ months 💔 I’ve been having great difficulty, lately. Currently, there are number of things in my personal life that have been traumatic and/or greatly distressing. Every fiber of my being aches for Dwight. I miss him so. He would have been my rock to help me get through this. I often wonder when the pain will go away. And then I think of this Twain quote. There are a number of derivatives out there. Some say “with great love, there comes great sorrow.” Although I wish this healing part was over with, I try to take some comfort in…

Someone I know is dying. She was ok yesterday. She won’t be ok tomorrow. If there is ANYTHING unsaid, unfixed, unresolved in your life, FIX IT NOW! Seriously, FIX IT NOW! It doesn’t matter whose fault it was. FIX IT NOW! Be the adult. Be the bigger person. No one takes away your birthday for extending the olive branch in a bad situation. Just, FIX IT NOW! Because you’re gonna feel like a real ass when it’s too late to fix it and you’re sitting in a funeral parlor. Trust me on this one. Edit: I do not have anything…