The Things I Do Instead
https://youtu.be/qooWnw5rEcI Instead of spending lazy Sunday mornings with a Paul Simon soundtrack while he fries up eggs and I watch from the kitchen island thumbing through magazines, I run. I tear through the streets of my childhood stomping grounds listening to driving beats, willing myself to run towards that place [...]
Sliding Backwards
I'm listening to Patrick Watson and you are everywhere. In every space I try to fill. In every breath I try to draw. Here's another thing that was uniquely mine that I must reclaim. This music belongs to me. But then there's a warm summer night full of rare city [...]
If Animals Were Messengers
I moved all of my possessions out of my home on Saturday. A home I never wanted to leave. A home that all of the members of my former family remain in. I moved all of my possessions out of my home, into storage at my aunt's house. Because I [...]
The Process
Thanks for your patience. I've been wading through this complicated new reality, not always keeping my head up, and not always feeling like I wanted to share. The grieving process is like that sometimes. The other morning I woke up at 8:00 am, took my canine companion for a walk [...]
A Letter to Present Me from Future Me
Dear Catherine, (I'm sorry, I just can't call you Cat. It's absurd.) You don't think you'll make it through this, but you will. You're right about one thing, however. You won't be the same. Nobody is ever the same after grief like this. It's okay though. Remember how the other [...]
A Handful of Things
A handful of things happened this week. What an inane statement. Things happen every week obviously, but somehow, this week felt personal. Kate Spade committed suicide, I had two heart-wrenching appointments that illuminated just how far my life has moved from the happy, oblivious place it once was. Then on [...]