It appears I have completely destroyed my relationship with Kris and Rebeccah. My grief and the way I am expressing it is too much for them to handle. It’s not their fault. I know it is mine. It still hurts.
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And more about how I’ve been doing
10 SepI’ve had a rough few weeks. Honestly, having the family here hasn’t been nearly as helpful as I hoped. Yes, it stopped me from choosing to follow Barbara in the first couple of months, but I still feel so alone I can barely stand it. I guess I am going to feel alone in a crowd, no matter how big that crowd, for a very long time. Continue reading
It’s been a while
8 SepYes, I have been absent for a while. I have been busy working out a multi-generational household, and all that entails. Of course, I’m still crying at odd times and for no apparent reason. Continue reading
Noblesse oblige
2 AugNoblesse oblige is the motto of the National Honor Society. But before I ever heard of NHS, I knew “noblesse oblige.” I learned it from a teacher in the sixth grade. I came up through school before “TAG” (talented and gifted) was well-known, maybe before the term existed. But my teacher recognized something in me.
The music of our life together
24 JulOver the last few days, I’ve been consulting on the planning for Barbara’s Pagan memorial service, which occurs tomorrow at 3pm. I’ve gathered items for the altar, tools for use during the ritual, and helped plan (and in one case, purchase1) the music. Continue reading
Anger Phase of Grief
14 JulI am pissed. I am angry at my Goddess. I am angry at myself. I blame myself. I know the psychology of grief. And yes, I am in the anger phase.
But it’s more than that, and I have a confession. Continue reading
Today is my birthday …
8 JulToday is my birthday. Unfortunately, it is also the one month anniversary of Barbara’s death. Continue reading
The hits keep coming …
7 JulSeveral months ago, my Ford Explorer lost oil pressure on the highway. Continue reading
Welcome to my adventures
29 MayI will occasionally post here about being a 50+ non-op transwoman. I am somewhat closeted, in that I am not out at work.
