81 days and counting

They say that the first year after a spouse's death is the most dangerous year for the survivor. in that year, they could join them for the sheer grief that they feel. It's been 81 days. The grief feels like a mountain sitting on my chest. The anxiety because I am an immigrant here and … Continue reading 81 days and counting

Pneumonia

En'kara has come and gone. I however, was no help to Feather. I was unable to participate in much, and did not do what I had planned on doing, so those little prizes were passed to someone who loves giving out prizes for trivia contests. (Edited to save hurt feelings…) I told Black that I … Continue reading Pneumonia

TGIF

Or... How to break a dj... I don't know which member of the staff of Whip Radio wanted us to do this photo for their calendar, but when I finally got Black pinned down long enough to do it, this beauty was made. December came and went and a lot of fun was had. The … Continue reading TGIF

New Year

Irony, I ran this blog through the "ai assistant" that WordPress has. I'm not impressed. Nightmares The nightmares are back. I had gotten rid of them. I had started to forget and to heal. The nightmares that woke me up at night and stole what little peace I ever had. She - throwing open my … Continue reading New Year