Before moving back to Austin, I took my parents to visit my grandparents. A family reunion of sorts. Yes I bought flowers, and set my parents urns up as if they were still alive and visiting my grandparents. I’m sure it was a sight to see at the cemetery. Honestly I couldn’t get a fuck.Continue reading “Family Reunion”
Category Archives: grief
The Ever-Changing Nature of Grief
As I work through things I’m constantly surprised at what brings me comfort and what triggers me. It’s never what I expect and it changes constantly. When I was first diagnosed with depression, almost 14 years ago, I had to figure out what would trigger an episode and what my signs where. I then hadContinue reading “The Ever-Changing Nature of Grief”
Dead Parents and A Ton of Baggage
A lot of my grief is tied to the idea that I wasted time. Maybe I shouldn’t have moved to Atlanta for a year, or Austin for two. I could’ve spent that first year and half in LA at home with my parents. Those handful of evenings when my mom was sick I spend onContinue reading “Dead Parents and A Ton of Baggage”
Why doesn’t this day get easier?
I keep expecting Father’s Day to feel normal but looking back, since losing my dad this day just gets stranger.
Homesick In June
About every other day I think about packing up my entire apartment and moving back home. This isn’t a new feeling. I’ve written about it on here countless times. Does the current pandemic make it feel like I should be home with my family even more then before. Yes. None of this is helped byContinue reading “Homesick In June”
Stolen Time
Today is my dad’s 61st birthday. It’s my fourth without him. I keep waiting for all of this to feel normal. Perhaps that’s why I feel like I’m functioning so well in quarantine. My world already didn’t feel normal so adding on the fact that I can’t leave my apartment doesn’t change much. I’m struckContinue reading “Stolen Time”
A heart can be broken, but it will keep beating just the same.
A few days ago I watched Fried Green Tomatoes. I haven’t watched since my mom died. But I’m stuck and home and doing a deep dives in streaming service movie catalogs. Fried Green Tomatoes popped up. My cursor briefly hovered over it before I scrolled past. Nothing, though, struck my fancy and soon I foundContinue reading “A heart can be broken, but it will keep beating just the same.”
I’m Fine 