I am on the struggle bus this week. Stuck in the “it could have been me so what am I doing with this chance at life” stuff. Not exactly sure if that constitutes survivors guilt or something else. Something different. Maybe not as painful as “it should have been me” but still meaningful and difficultContinue reading “What to do With Extra Chances”
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Reuniting
What must you feelTo take yourself awayFrom the world you are inDo you feel too muchOr nothing at allMaybe you are already goneEven when we still see youSo your leaving is just reunitingYour body with your soulYou leave us to find ourselvesGroping for answersFor strengthFor youIf we are lucky We can keep ourselfShattered but inContinue reading “Reuniting”
In the Darkness
Sometimeswords do not workButfeelings doeven when you wish they didn’t Love others. Love self. Love coffee. #coffeewithasideofcowbell #coffeeandcowbell #grief #trauma #anniversary #momblog #family
What Makes a Dream a Nightmare…
With PTSD, one of the many ways intrusive thoughts interfere with everyday life is through nightmares. Every PTSD questionnaire I’ve answered has asked if I have nightmares. Until VERY recently, I assumed nightmares had to be excessively scary. When my daughter dreamt that a bear was chasing her and she woke up begging me toContinue reading “What Makes a Dream a Nightmare…”
Forever 10 at 24
Goneand I wish I could forgetTo see your spark in my kidsslowly chips away my soulDid you know?Were you scared?I heard you on the phoneI am the last one alive who heard your voiceWhat did you say?What could I have said?I don’t want to imagine you as an adultit just reminds me that you neverContinue reading “Forever 10 at 24”
Mom, when you Die…
I spent some time thinking my youngest was a super morbid kid. As she’s gotten older I’ve realized she is just super curious and occasionally fixates on specific topics. Death just happens to be one of those topics. She’s an opportunist though, so the conversations usually go something like this. “Mom, when you die I’mContinue reading “Mom, when you Die…”