Category Archives: My WordPress Therapy Couch

Driving

Some days I don’t know how I get home. Three days a week I have classes on campus, a 35 minute drive from our house.  On most of these drives, especially in the past two or three weeks, I drive … Continue reading

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Anything but a Simple Sunday

It has been almost two and a half years since I have spoken with my sister. Our relationship has never been easy but up until the moment we stopped talking, I continued to try.  She is family, after all.  I … Continue reading

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One Year Ago

Today marks one year.  Most of the big firsts are over: the first Father’s Day, the first birthday, the first Thanksgiving, the first Christmas.  I am glad those are over and I must say that with time it has gotten … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving and Grief

Thanksgiving 2011. While we did not know it at the time that would be the last time Cody and Carter would ever see their Grandpa.  It would be the last time Husband would ever see his father-in-law, the man he … Continue reading

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A Not So Simple Sunday – Letter to my Dad

Dear Dad, I miss you.  You will never get the chance to read this but that is alright because you already know what I am about to say.  You know that I love you.  You know that I am proud … Continue reading

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Open House. Closed House (or how I accidently ended up writing a small novel instead of a simple blog post)

This Saturday will be the open house in remembrance of my dad.  It will be held at my parent’s house, or I suppose I should get used to saying, my mom’s house.  In a strange way I am decidedly not … Continue reading

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One Last Breath

At 4:42 a.m. the phone rings and the question is asked, “How important is it that you see your dad one more time?” In pajamas I stand over an empty suitcase completely immobile, unable to make a decision of what … Continue reading

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In Lieu of Flowers

Last night my mom asked if I would be willing to write my dad’s obituary.  I told her I would be honored.  I have no idea how to write an obituary, much less one that would do justice to my … Continue reading

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My WordPress Therapy – Session Two

It was mention of the toenail trimming that made me finally loose it. Not seeing my dad in restraints. Not watching my dad thrash uncontrollably. Not the expressions on his face nor the noises he made, grunting and half words. … Continue reading

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My WordPress Therapy – Session One

Yesterday I was reduced to gut wrenching sobs and mindless pacing in the back corner of our local Office Depot.  I was planning to make a quick trip to pick up colored laser printer paper while both boys were at school.  … Continue reading

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