I know that I’ve made promises to write about the different things that I’ve encountered and I haven’t gone back and done that...yet. Today, I'm going make good on my promises, and begin by going back. I'm going to start with my daughter Caelan, followed by my sister, Lea. I've been trying to mix things … Continue reading I Never Thought I’d See the Day That My Daughter Would Become a Cancer Statistic
Author: thehopefulpessimist
I'm an overextended mom and very likely a dismal wife ;) ! Writing seems to have taken on the role of therapy for me after an 'interesting' couple of years that I never saw coming. I elicit somewhat 'sweary' moments and utilize dark humor and sarcasm on top of all the coffee I consume just to get through the day. No longer blissfully oblivious, I can no longer keep my mouth shut....someone help me LOL! I am truly an introvert at heart, but my compassion for human beings has forced me out into this big scary world to share my story, in the hopes of maybe helping just one person realize they are not alone.
Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow
As Clem pointed out last night while we were on our walk, it's an anniversary of sorts for our little family today, and I’d nearly forgotten. After being holed up for so long, the flipping of our calendar has been sorely neglected…where has time gone? A few years ago, our brave, young, little girl named … Continue reading Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow
A Letter To My Sister on Mother’s Day
Dear Lea, It's Mother's Day. Crazy, right? It's the first since you left this crazy spinning planet. Believe me, it's been beyond crazy, kind of sad you missed it. It's funny because all I can think about is you today. You, yes, you. I'm also thinking about your boys and I wonder what they're thinking … Continue reading A Letter To My Sister on Mother’s Day
An Eccentric and Unorthodox Homage to My Mother
So, it’s Mother’s Day weekend, and I’m betting you’re all looking for confirmation that I indeed have a mother. What with that filthy mouth and all, I do in fact have a mother! I come from a very long line of potty mouths by the way, and although my great grandmother didn’t display it often, … Continue reading An Eccentric and Unorthodox Homage to My Mother
Material Grief
It’s quiet. For the first time in how many weeks, I have some peace and quiet. The kids are outside, and Clem is off doing something, and I, am finally by myself. Which means, I’ve had some time to think, a precious rarity these days. Good or bad, it’s time and I’ll take it. Clem … Continue reading Material Grief
The Hopeful Pessimist 