Her perfect heart

I was digging through an old journal entry and found this: “Izzy once arranged for the school counselor to come and talk to her class about being nice to kids who are emotionally different than they are, to defend a classmate who had been ostracized.” I forgot that she had done that. She actually spoke…

My wish for 2020…

I’ve been scarce on social media these last few days. Snow, lack of wifi, and a need to recharge and kind of do some maintenance on myself have kept me logged off for a bit. I might still be scarce for a bit too, as I have the feeling that 2020 can be something real…

Personal Best: 2019 in review

A few months ago, I participated in an online grief symposium. “Why have you not mentioned this before?” you might ask. Mostly because I wasn’t 100% confident in my interview. I cried a lot. I rambled. I tried to stick the issues at hand but there is SO much to say when you lose a…

Take your days…

Before Izzy left, I’d heard the phrase, “Throw yourself into your work.” Of course, I had, but it was in books and movies where the mom was a mess and the dad “threw himself into his work.” But I didn’t know that experience of flinging oneself into a project in order to keep your mind…

The most important thing

While June 20th became the special day as far as Izzy leaving us, everything that happened on This Day one year ago, (the night we shut off the life support), lurked in my psyche. Or maybe it’s woven in my soul, because it’s there whether I look at it or not. I spent the day…

in all things

If we all come from stardust, then you are galaxies. The light in this sweet face, lit from within, is born of a million suns, and my own body that carried you And carries you still. Your breath is the wind now. Under my hand, you are the tree. And the grass. And the ocean….

August 20, 2007-June 20, 2018

It’s almost been one year. The time has both flown and been so saturated with emotion, that every hour has sometimes seemed like a slog. More than once, I thought ‘the time has come to say What Happened at the end.’ To tell the whole story of our final days with Izzy, as either a…