This past weekend was a bittersweet one. Last Saturday would have been Taylor’s 34th birthday. I turned 34 two days before and it is strange to contemplate the passing of time and the fact that I have already had two more birthdays on earth than were written for my husband. I knew I would beContinue reading “One. Two. 3!”
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Widowed and Quarantined
To say that 2020 has been a rough year is a laughable understatement. If you are superstitious, you might be shaking your finger at me as if daring to talk about it holds the power to summon the next apocalyptic sign. What could possibly sound scarier than murder hornets? Perhaps being quarantined all alone withContinue reading “Widowed and Quarantined”
Doubt From the Devil
As I’ve put my words out into the world, I have opened myself up to a kind of exposure I am not used to. I have always been an introvert and have never felt the need to share my life with others who I don’t know on a personal level. I’ve never really been oneContinue reading “Doubt From the Devil”