“Load the car and write the note. Grab your bag and grab your coat. Tell the ones that need to know; we are headed north.“ -The Avett Brothers But there is no “we” this year, only me. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, or so it seems. For years now, Joe and I have traveled…
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It’s hard to let go, but it will set you free.
True Grit
As I maneuvered through the electroshock therapy at the end of the Tough Mudder course and stated (out loud) that “This was going to be easy!” the attendant on duty shouted into his microphone… “DID YOU HEAR WHAT SHE JUST SAID!? SHE SAID IT’S GOING TO BE EASY! I DON’T WANT THIS TO BE EASY! I WANT YOU TO MAKE…
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…through these mountains.
I recently found three letters from June 2016 that I am forever grateful for and will treasure for my lifetime. They are letters I had written, not received. But as I’ve been looking back at mine and Joe’s life together, I have found many of these gems. Joe and I always looked forward to June- it meant we were heading…
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What is the cost?
Did you ever really love Joe, Marie? That’s the question I was asked not long ago as I began sharing the truth of living with and helping this man I loved so much to heal and deal with his trauma. I understand the desire to remain silent and not talk about the truths that are sometimes just too hard to…
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Desperate, Not Selfish
It’s been nearly one year now since Joe died, by suicide. Even speaking those three words and forming a sentence with them- since Joe died- is still hard to believe. It doesn’t seem real. I hope that my mind will one day acknowledge and accept that he is gone. Death by suicide comes with many unanswered questions, a lot of…
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