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Good Grief…
It comes in waves. Sometimes fierce and strong, knocks you to the ground and keeps you there with the relentless force of it’s tide. Other times it is gentle and lapping. It reminds you of it’s presence, but allows you to go about your day mostly unencumbered by it. On those rare occasions the water stands calm and truly allows you to breath. The ocean can be used for a metaphor for life in so many ways. In this moment I am using it to describe grief. Grief is a reaction to a loss that causes sorrow. The thing about grief is that there is no telling when and how…
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Pools, parties, and perspective…
If you had asked me Friday how I thought my weekend was going to go, I would be hard pressed to summon up a positive word. I woke Friday tired. Add in a dash of dizziness and a shit ton of fatigue throughout the day, and that was my Friday. I made the unbelievably ridiculous call to go to Lord & Taylor to try on swimsuits after work. The unfortunate side effects of Prednisone does not leave my suits from last year as a suitable options. Needless to say that did not go well. Amazingly there were no tears, perhaps the occasional F bomb escaped my lips in a sad…