Sometimes, words flow. Sometimes, they don’t. Sometimes, I don’t get to finish a thought due to time constraints. Sometimes, I get caught up in the editing. Sometimes, I drive even myself crazy with the analyzation of the human psyche. All of this has been the case for me the past two weeks or so. IContinue reading “Not a point to this…”
Category Archives: Loss and Letting Go
I just want you to know…
Reaching just under 324 million users in 2021, interest in dating apps has skyrocketed since 2016, according to a quick google search. Despite these numbers, however, another search reports that only half of current singles claim to be looking for a romantic partner. The other half don’t want relationships at all. I look at theseContinue reading “I just want you to know…”
A whole other world…
When my husband passed away from a self-inflicted gunshot wound in 2010, I was not unfamiliar with loss and grief. Yet, for a period of time after his death, I found myself void of compassion for others experiencing their own loss, grief, and trauma. In fact, it was almost two years before I was ableContinue reading “A whole other world…”
A week in the life…
Wednesday, August 31: Clean and organize living space much of the day, followed by a night at the movies with my mother. Third full day home from a visit with friends in Iowa….trying to ignore invading memories from this time last year. Thursday, September 1: My mother and I shop with my daughter for dressesContinue reading “A week in the life…”
I just got here…
It’s been quiet the past few weeks, observationally speaking. I took a trip to Iowa earlier this month to help friends with their business and expected to be haunted by memories and my closer proximity to the source of many feelings and synchronicities over the past year. I wasn’t. Aside from a turn in DesContinue reading “I just got here…”
When I do…
The messages come in quick succession…..my car audio announcing every single one as my phone receives it. I guess my long-time friend, Andy, finally read my blog post about a tree. That’s nice, I think. I’m on a road trip with no time to respond and it’s just as well. We often go long periodsContinue reading “When I do…”
Perhaps another time…
I travel like I’m on cocaine. Not that I have any personal and real experience with drug use, mind you…..but travel is, in itself, like a drug to me. I wake early, run around trying to see and experience everything, and I crash fast and hard at the conclusion of each trip. My use ofContinue reading “Perhaps another time…”
Little Gloria…
In 2021, I sold a 38-foot school bus and (with the proceeds) bought a home-built square-drop camper. It wasn’t too cozy at first, but I had a vision…. and completely transformed the interior. I also added bigger tires and a few decals on the exterior, but the trailer never really made it out of IowaContinue reading “Little Gloria…”
You’re my favorite…
He’s not showy or pretentious. He’s not the tallest tree, nor does he have the biggest base. In fact, he’s not a big sequoia at all and one might not notice him at first where he’s tucked into a spot along the bank of a roaring river. For, it’s definitely the river that gets allContinue reading “You’re my favorite…”
Removing the beads…
Traveling alone can be scary in specific moments. Take, for instance, my current hike up the Virgin River in Zion National Park. All is fine when I begin, as there are many people still traversing the canyon waters. However, it doesn’t escape my attention that most people walking the river are returning from the northContinue reading “Removing the beads…”
The start of something great…
The road can be good for clearing the mind and I am no stranger to taking a drive…..short or long. However, heading west from St. Louis yesterday, I didn’t feel the freedom and sense of adventure that often comes from travel. Music didn’t move me as much in the car, either. I’m not sure why,Continue reading “The start of something great…”
One can sure hope…
The reasons vary….why we hold back and don’t say the things we think or feel. And yet, at the core, the reasons are always the same. We’re afraid. We’re afraid of what someone might think of us, that we might hurt others with our words, or we might be the ones to get hurt. We’reContinue reading “One can sure hope…”
Goes without saying…
You saved me yesterday. You walked by as I struggled to remove my rented kayak from a rushing river. It was full of water. I was full of cuss words and pain. You were…..there…..at just the right moment to help me hoist the boat up on an embankment of log stairs. I didn’t notice itContinue reading “Goes without saying…”
So out of my control…
Busch Stadium….opening day. I’m excited. I get to spend the day off work with my kids watching the Cards do what they do. And then, I could have sworn I saw you on the field playing for the other team…..and later, in line at the concession stand. But it wasn’t you. It was just someContinue reading “So out of my control…”
Maybe you…
Projects…..I’ve been happily buried in them since my hiatus from my seasonal job commenced mid-April. I did, however, take a week to vacation in Key Largo with my mother at the end of the month. A wonderful and meaningful time spent…..although, I do believe we were driving each other a bit crazy the last dayContinue reading “Maybe you…”
Jeanie Unbottled 