To be alone is different than being lonely I am alone in the house, with the exception of the pups and kitties, but it’s just me so I am alone And some days I am lonely Those are the days that I miss him more than on others We were both very independent people, our…

Watching a ballgame on the back porch I picked up my phone to text you Tears filled my eyes Then a laugh escaped from my lips You had a way with names You would say a name with a funny accent Several times over I miss the texting Silly stuff I miss that the most…

Those were the words that Andrew said every year as the leaves started to fall… “it has started” you see…the man loved the heat of the summer the sun shining the humidity the heat what he didn’t like was the cool that was coming the leaves dropping…btw the my favorite time of the year he…

As I look out on the Carolina blue sky a sense of peace comes over me I can’t help but wonder if this is where I am suppose to land back on my feet the place where I was swept off my feet the place that kicked off the love story that will forever be…

Grief is like waves on the ocean… Some times it rolls in…churning up everything around it…tossing anything and everything aside… and other times… It’s there…you can feel it rocking you, not washing over you, just floating on the surface. With each passing wave you brace yourself, not knowing if the grief will knock your feet…

watercolor – Shooting Stars by K Thomas The stars were flung far and wide across the sky and yet they appeared tethered together like a blanket extended to eternity like my love for you rr

I know it sounds like a metaphor but today has been four weeks since we all lost Andrew… After hurricane Debbie made her way up the east coast and across the Carolina’s and Virginia and dumped almost three inches of rain here…this afternoon the clouds parted and the sun came out… You see…I woke this…

I want to thank each and every one of you that has reached out to me…from the texting to the cards, flowers, a pretty throw (no name on that), a memory light, a box of fresh soup and cookies… This is not an easy road to maneuver…it’s the hardest one I’ve gone down but I…