I miss you, Mom. All the things we shared together, many are things I don't share with anyone else in quite the same way. I want to talk to you again...we weren't able to talk much in the last few years, and I'm really beginning to realize how final it is that you're gone ( Read more... )

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took a walk in my new neighborhood for the first time this evening. doesn't sound like much, i know, but i've lived here now for nine months! i don't really know why i haven't done it before - i just felt like it was time to make the neighborhood more 'my own'. i guess i've lived so many places over the past dozen or so years that i'm finding it ( Read more... )

trying to fight back a huge upwelling of anxiety and fear - i know i'll be ok the next time i hear from you, just don't know when and if. where are you, what are you doing, are you ok. my imagination runs wild with what could be happening. i know i can't control any of this, but that doesn't make the worry machine stop or even slow down. how ( Read more... )