What I’m learning while wading these volatile waters is that grief is scary for many reasons, most of all being that we have to face it alone. We must sit in solitude in our own minds, coming to terms with loss. We must reconcile on our own time, in our own way, if we do at all. Grief doesn’t sit like a blanket across many laps. It blinds like a mirror reflecting our worst nightmares.
Read MoreThose moments remind me no matter what kind of preparations I make, no matter how equipped I am to manage the fun-filled surprises of life, no matter how much I study or learn or hypothesize or assume, I will be met with lots of “what do I do now?” in life, varying in severity and significance, and that’s ok.
Read MoreMan, this is just about as rambly as I get.
Read MoreI have a lot of feelings about Bombay Beach.
Read MoreThe things around me have fallen apart lately and I can’t help but be inclined to believe for good reason.
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