Chapter 2…Going Back

Starting over. Never easy. Going back. Tougher than tough.  Memories rush like a torrential flood. I returned to our roots. Arizona. My first return since moving to San Diego. I anticipated heartache and pain. I expected a barrage of emotions upon my return. "Our home." But. I survived. I not only survived, I realized how far I'd come in this journey. No gloom and doom. Only joy. For the memories we'd shared. The life we'd built. Lived. And appreciating the onset of my Chapter Two. I saw friends. Great friends. Friends I miss. But they live there. And I live somewhere else. We are bound in friendship. Love. Always will be. Just as the bond between Gregger and me will never be broken. But life Read more [...]

Chapter 2….August 30th…3 Years…Celebration of Life

Dear Gregger, Three years. 36 months, 1095 days, 26,280 hours, 1,576,800 minutes, 94,608,000 seconds. An eternity. A moment. Whatever. It's Time. Your time. From earth to shining star. In heaven. Some say anniversary. Of death. Morbid. Others say Death-aversary. Morbid. I say Celebration. Of life. Today is not a day for mourning. Or tears. It’s a day to celebrate. You. And all that you gave. To me. Your kids. Family. Friends. And so many others. We traveled many roads together in our 40 years. This is one journey I’ve had to make on my own. It sucks. But with your love and guidance, I’m still standing. If I could have just one more day you know what I would do? I’d hold your hand tighter. Read more [...]

Chapter 2…Edit

1091 days. Take me back. Life was nearly perfect. 1091 days. Take me back. Hawaii. Vacation. Celebrating. Life. Healthy. Happy. In love. Life was good. 38 plus years. Together. We had our bumps. The roller coaster. Of love. And life. But we’d made it. We were friends. Best friends. And lovers. We’d survived. Kids. College. Weddings. The worst of times. The best of times. I try to remember. All of it. “The saddest moment is when the person who gave you the best memories, becomes a memory.” 1091 days. Since you left. Gregger. YOU became THE memory. Every memory. But. Memories fade. Edges blur. Colors fade. And then. The focus. Disappears. If only. I could freeze frame. Protect. Restore. Funny Read more [...]

Chapter 2…Celebrate Today with the Chain of Goodness

I’ve been a bit spacey these past few weeks. (Yep. My kids will tell you. Nothing new. Mom’s always spacey.) But it’s different. Distracted. Emotional. Agitated. Forgetful. And then it hit. August. THE month. Time for kids to go back to school. Summer sales. AND. THE MONTH. The fated trip. The moment. The memories. Here again. 3 years. Time to deal. Face the flood of memories. As they rush to the forefront of my mind, I see. Gregger’s twinkling eyes. His joyful smile. I feel. The warmth of his hand. Touching mine. His tender lips. Kissing me. I hear. His soft-spoken voice. Whispering, “I love you.” And instead of tears. I smile. Because I know. He’s here. In my heart. In this Read more [...]

Chapter 2…On Being Real

One of the hardest things I’ve learned on this grief journey is showing vulnerability. Exposing myself. Raw. Naked. Truth. Option? Walls. Dark. Blocked. Hidden. Why? To be strong. I can do this. I’m okay. Yes, I can. But then. I'm not. There are moments.  And I crack. The days my heart aches so badly the corners of my mouth won’t lift. My eyes are drawn. My face. An open book. Transparent. Everyone knows. So. What do I say? I’m okay? But. I’m not. So, I’ve learned to say just that. I’m not. It’s a bad day. I’m having a rough go. And I’ve learned. People embrace that vulnerability. It makes me real. I’ve learned. It’s okay to not be okay. Writing makes me vulnerable. Read more [...]

Chapter 2…The Sad Truth

It was hard enough to lose the love of my life. My soul mate. My best friend. But in the past three years, I have watched pieces of my family crumble apart. Was Gregger the glue who held us together? I’ve tried so hard to play both roles. I’ve tried to be all that he was while finding myself. Not easy. Actually nearly impossible. Sometimes I feel like I’m teetering on the edge of a cliff. One minute balanced. Safe. Sound. The next. Stumbling. Rocking. Losing my footing. At any second I’ll land flat on my face. No net beneath me. Why? Just another part of the grief journey. Losing a loved one is devastating. No ifs, ands, buts about it. There’s no “good” way to experience death. Read more [...]

Chapter 2…My Journey…Starting Over

I struggled with the decision to write again. Some days I felt ready to blurt out, "Hello world, here I am. Let me tell you my story. My journey." But others, I cowered behind the safety of the walls. No hurt. No pain. No tears. I was alive. But was I living? I needed to feel. Breathe. Let go.  Of fear. Fear of exposure. Fear of being alone. Fear of facing the truth. My feelings. The good. The bad. The truth. It’s been almost 3 years since Gregger left this earth. Some things have changed. Others not. What hasn’t changed? Missing Gregger. Loving him. Holding him in my heart. That’s forever. What has changed? Me. I’m living. Breathing. Smiling. Laughing. I have new friends. Earth Angels. Read more [...]

Chapter 2…Happy Birthday…It’s a New Year!

Today seemed like the perfect day to enter the world of blogging once again. And so I am. I’ve been distracted. Afraid. Writing brings out emotions. Grief. Sadness. Tears. But also joy. Love. Happiness. So I decided. Today. I’m ready. "This is the beginning of a new day. You have been given this day to use as you will. You can waste it or use it for good. What you do today is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever; in its place is something that you have left behind. Let it be something good.” Not only is this the beginning of a new day, it is the beginning of a new year. Of life. For me. My birthday. These were Read more [...]