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Tag Archives: mourning
Well, it’s been an interesting week. I’ve had family visit, some weird things go down, emotional highs and lows, and it’s just before 7 on a Friday night after a mentally-grueling day. Tomorrow, I finish my final edit on my first ebook and send it out into the world. My baby gets its walking papers. […]
A friend who keeps her Facebook locked down pretty tight shared about how a 31-year-old man was found dead of methadone overdose in his cell not too long ago, and how the man was once a boy whose file came across her desk when she worked in a law office. “He didn’t stand a chance,” […]
I wrote the following post on the 6th anniversary of my mother’s death. Now, it’s more than 6 years later, tonight being the 13th anniversary of when her tumour was found. I’ve been meaning to post this writing here for years, but dragging it up is, well, heavy. Tonight, I’m more bothered by loss than I have […]
I sold a sewing machine last night, for far less than I’d wanted to, and found myself ever so emotional after the fact. I remember the day my mother bought that 1917 Singer (Model 027) oak-cabinet sewing machine, some 30 years ago. We’d had a yard sale, with my parents constantly on their “reduce the clutter […]
Do you ever have those days when something hits you and you begin to think that, this day, for whatever reason, will come to be an important one in some grand scheme of things? I’m having one of those days. I feel like it’s a day on which my mindset’s going to shift in a […]