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Day 79 – Stiff Martini – This mom business
J and I went to visit my mom last night. Same old sinking in my heart when I saw her. Same old feeling like I wanted to flee as soon as I saw her face. That makes me feel like a bad daughter....
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Day 150 – Reflective Martini – Pre-Thanksgiving Musings
I decided rather than spend Thanksgiving alone, I will have my mom over for a little turkey lunch with J and I. Later in the day J and I will meet the ex at the exInlaws for dinner. Tonight I’m making...
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Day 156 – Black Martini – A passing
My mom’s brother, my uncle Jack, passed away over the weekend. He was 76 years old and the youngest of my mom’s siblings. He had battled cancer for several years. I think my uncle may have held on...
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Day 165 – Festive Martini – Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas! It was a long day. I am snuggled up on the couch with my favorite dog ever, my little Jack Russell Terrible, Bella. Last night was the first Christmas Eve that J didn’t have both of...
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Day 190 – Mushy Martini – Another little love story
Today I went to a family meeting with my mom’s family to discuss the inheritance that my uncle Jack left behind when he recently passed. I am not particularly close to my mom’s family, but it was...
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Day 206 – Sad Martini – Mom
I have been grappling all day with how to approach this entry. Is there a way to write about death in a manner that is not morbid or depressing? I am not sure that is possible. I am not even going...
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Day 209 – Dark Martini – Endings
It is after 2 am. I haven’t written in a few days because well, my heart has been hurting. My mom is dying. We are all dying, but her ending is a bit more eminent. I received a phone call on Monday...
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Day 210 –
It’s 2:00 am, we have to stop meeting like this. I imagine we all handle grief and the loss of a loved one differently. Our grieving is probably as unique as our fingerprints. There is no right or...
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