After logging out of the Wasteland today to deal with the glitchy mess that is real life (yes even life has as many weird resets as Fallout76), I started thinking again about the weird ways grief works. Specifically, my own particular flavor of widowhood and how it stacks up against the experiences of others. I …
Continue reading Here We Go Again: The Grief I Didn’t Plan For
…But apparently I still take the long way down the Yellow Brick Road. I’m taking a little pause from the “Change” series I’ve been working on. Not abandoning it entirely, but shelving it for a few days. Why? Because let’s be honest—those posts were starting to feel less like blog …
Author's Note – Two Years Later I originally wrote this piece nearly two years ago, in the wake of my husband's suicide. At the time, I was swimming in a sea of questions, grief, and societal expectations about what my relationship meant — to others, to me, and to the world. What …
Continue reading Two Years Four Weeks Later: The Hard Truth that was held in
Okay, well… the way things are going, we’re still not circling back to the Change Series just yet. If I’m going to tell that story properly—especially the part between the Army and civilian life—I need more time to flesh it out. I rushed past too much in the first …
