“The only obstacle to your success is your imagination” I’m reading ‘The year of yes’ by Shonda Rhimes right now and this quote just happened. Literally 45 seconds ago and it touched me so much I had to stop reading and write. I’ve had friends tell me before that I’m a worrier, a word neverContinueContinue reading “Imaginary Failures”
Category Archives: The walking Wounded
The things I remember…
Your laugh. Your deep baratone voice. The way your eyes almost closed when you smiled. The way you could never get enough of BJ. The way you said Kris… the way you called me Kristen when you were mad. The way you called me babe so much BJ called me babe too. The way youContinueContinue reading “The things I remember…”
Trying to pass
Parenting is so freaking hard. There are so many peaks and valleys and you never quite know where you’ll be from one day to the next. Being the sole parent of boys amplifies things a certain degree. I remember when I first lost Byron people would refer to my boys as ‘fatherless’ and I’d quicklyContinueContinue reading “Trying to pass”
Time flies…
So many things have changed this past year. It’s been chaotic, busy, sad, happy… full of so many new memories. I think with every milestone that passes I’m slightly surprised that we made it through intact. The anticipation is usually harder than the actual day. But some days, mainly Byron’s birthday, knock me completely offContinueContinue reading “Time flies…”
Still Here
It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted anything… but I’ve felt like writing for quite a while and just now have a minute to get something down. I find myself writing in my head some days… I’ll lay down at the end of the day and think about the post I’d like to write,ContinueContinue reading “Still Here”
Kingdom work
This has been a long week. I think the loss of Byron is finally hitting BJ. He’s been more emotional than usual and acting out at school in ways that he never has. He’s also told me in the middle of tears and frustration that he “wants his daddy.” This past Wednesday was the firstContinueContinue reading “Kingdom work”
To my baby boy,
This is my first letter to you. One of what probably will be hundreds. I’m not writing this letter for any particular reason other than to tell you how much I love you and that I am so incredibly grateful God blessed me with you. When I think of your short time on this earthContinueContinue reading “To my baby boy,”
The calm after the storm…
“You are going through the trenches, going at it all alone, with no future to look forward to other than raising those boys. But one day Byron is going to speak to you telling you that you must move forward and get yourself together and at that instance you’ll realize that no matter what you must also live for you”…
Exhausted.
There are days when I feel like life sucks but I will get through each day step by step… some days I actually feel like I’m doing well at moving forward and doing what needs to be done for my boys and then there are days like today. Where I toss and turn, wake up tired and feel like I’m walking through quick sand all day knowing that instead of looking forward to getting off work at 5pm my day won’t end until both boys are in bed. Then wash.Rinse. And Repeat.
Alone in my thoughts
It takes effort to drudge up enough give a damn to actually give a damn.
Fighting For my Sunshine 