Where did we leave off? Well, my list ended in October.  Commemorating my first year without you. Is commemorating the right word to use? It feels weird. I ran 50+ miles on October 12, and three days later, it was one full year.  And here we are today, two years. It's funny because before you died, I was fortunate not to have experienced a loss like this. And in my mind, I had ideas of how grief would be and how things would feel when I "finally" did. I thought the anniv

There are no finish lines.  Only starting lines where I am fortunate enough to get to start over again, and somehow, always meet a better version of myself than before.

The sun shining on her face, tilting her head back, eyes closed, smiling with crinkles in her eyes. I probably have a picture of this somewhere, but it doesn’t matter because I can remember all the times I experienced her like this.

The first time you laugh, or in a moment when you feel happy for the first time, you’re going to feel bad. You’ll question if something...

I hope you're proud of the person I became this past year in your absence.

Life lately has felt noisy. It's overwhelming, but not the overwhelming I’m used to.  Just noisy.  There’s so much in my head that I’m...

8/19/16 We got you back in 2016 when we were still newly dating.  Yes, it’s true. I wasn’t sure if a dog was a good idea.  And yes, it’s...

Last week, the school my mom taught at for 20+ years had their end-of-year student award luncheon. And I've been struggling to write...