Sacrosanct
Fridays. Since we first started dating, Fridays have been declared “sacrosanct”…too important or valuable to be interfered with. We don’t… Read More
Fridays. Since we first started dating, Fridays have been declared “sacrosanct”…too important or valuable to be interfered with. We don’t… Read More
A Welsh word for the yearning…the grief for the places of your past. Yet, not necessarily a house. A place… Read More
Wahoo! I not only got the taxes done, but I found the results to be quite pleasing. I don’t know… Read More
I wish I could blame my reticence for bookkeeping on “grief brain” but truth be told, I’ve never been good… Read More
Ever since I changed my Twitter handle to @GriefMaven, I’ve been meeting the coolest people in the grief support community.… Read More
Oh, there is nothing like a good ol’ thunderstorm and a hard rain on this old roof to bring me… Read More
I don’t think you can see in this picture, but there are some forsythia starting to bloom on the far… Read More
I remember well…not wanting to eat but knowing I had to. Really, what I wanted to do was just wither… Read More
I worked all day again, copying old posts, pasting them into the website blog. I watched the snowfall outside my… Read More
I worked again yesterday copying my posts from the Marshmallow Ranch Facebook page over to www.marshmallowranch.com. I feel this sense… Read More