Do your best; when you can, if you can

Whoa.  Yesterday I wrote some words about how life is going, really going. The update itself was vague, but the emotional word vomit was not. After I published the post I spent about 10 minutes panicking in disbelief that I actually posted it, and heavily considered deleting the whole thing. Against my better judgement I…

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More Wonder / CH 6

-CHAPTER 6-A bit more on grief Digging for marrow uncovered the issue behind the issue–– lack of wonder. That summer of traveling reminded me that the U.S is more than capable of evoking heart cartwheels, just like the ones that Portugal gave me. Which says a lot about the mental state I was in, that…

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Why we moved / CH 2

– CHAPTER 2 – Forever Funeral Before our therapy trip to Portugal, our world was black on black. Everyone kept dying. In a short span of time we lost relatives, beloved grandparents, and a remarkable friend who died horrifically. Each loss knocked us down just as we’d start to rise up from the last. Each…

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Happy heavy father’s day

Happy Father’s Day, Clay! Turns out fatherhood is super easy when your kid is an angel. (Literally!) This well-rested dad never even had to change a diaper! Dark humor! Yay! This post is Inspired by @thelaminimalist who wrote an essay titled “Why I use dead dad jokes to get through Father’s day” after her dad…

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