“Why do you HAVE to keep writing about Russ? We get it, he died, but you’re poly and you have a spouse, so it’s not like you’re alone. You’re young. Move the fuck on.” No, I haven’t heard that exact combination of words from any one person but the various versions of that, condensed together, … Read More
All the little things.
It’s weird the stuff grief makes us do, right? The little things we cling to after death rips someone from us? Those of you close to me know all about my quest to duplicate Russ’ laundry smell, and some of you have held me during my meltdowns over the most mundane of things. But those … Read More
14 weeks.
14 weeks today since the 911 call, Russ. I know I should stop the morbid counting but it feels like losing yet another piece of you if I do. I did get the rawhide laced onto the second shield, baby. Just need the boss and handle now, and some finishing touches. How is it 14 … Read More
About Two Years, and Ten Weeks.
We should be having dinner together tonight, Russ. We should be celebrating. I know you would have taken an extra vacation day so we could do something together, because this is our second anniversary. And last year this time you were on day 2 of your second hospital stay after your picc line got infected. … Read More
Still here.
Thank you for the outpouring of support. I’m still trying to put one foot in front of the other. Tomorrow (Thanksgiving) will mark four weeks since the day I found that my sweet Viking had joined his Ancestors. I know Russ would absolutely want me to keep putting one foot in front of the other, … Read More
Day by day.
TW: Grief. I realized I didn’t post my initial posts here about my sweet Viking, just the main update. Since Facebook has proven less than…reliable, I don’t want to lose these thoughts and feelings, no matter how raw and painful they are. And in case you aren’t in my Facebook group, you can now read … Read More
Grief beyond measure.
TW: grief Those of you who follow me on Facebook, or who are in my readers group there, already know what’s happened. For those of you who don’t, I’m poly. I have Spouse (formerly Hubby before she came out as trans earlier this year) of 24 years now, and the Viking, who is my poly … Read More
Fly free, Baby Bird.
Fly free, Baby Bird. … Read More
Our covid update (2/19/21) and other news.
Our Covid update (2/19/21) … Read More
Covid suuuucks.
Welp. Hubby and I got covid. … Read More
Just in case… (Rant warning)
(Warning: Rant ahead.) Just in case it wasn’t clear from what I write, and in case you don’t follow me on Twitter or Facebook (where I am quite active and vocal) here are a few things I believe. (The following list comes from a post I put up on Facebook back in June… … Read More
Fecking April… How you doin’?
BAM. Oatmeal raisin. … Read More
Breaths and Heartbeats
Volunteering as management for a BDSM club is sometimes a blessing and a curse… … Read More
Hva sa du? (Exactly.)
I have started a new adventure… … Read More
Our hurricane prep list.
Here’s a little look at just some of the stuff we have in our hurricane kit. … Read More