Monday, February 28, 2005

Grief is part of living but I so rarely have to deal with it, that I'm thoroughly thrown off when it hits me. I don't mean little loss-ey aches or ephemeral sadnesses. I mean real, gut wrenching grief. I can say there are 2 times that Real Grief has staggered me. Once I lost a family member. The other time, a family member threatened to leave me abruptly.

Grief seems to be tied up with bodies, at least for me. It has to do with my body feeling like it will never experience that other body again. I'm not sure about this, still sorting it out.
CBFTW at My War is back and writing a book. An excerpt is in Esquire this month.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Oh, Sweetie is leaving town. I saw it coming for years but never heard the words out of his mouth all that time. Whenever the subject came up, the words said that he would not go. The right opportunity appeared this week and now he is off to La La Land to see if that is where he wants to be for years to come.

It wouldn't be so hard if he wasn't one of my 3 best friends in the whole world, but unfortunately, he is. I have to love him as a mom as well as a friend and now I'm losing a son and a best friend. Poo.

Maybe I should just fill the house with little Scotties.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

If only I could figure out how to change the layout of this blog and keep the links and stuff I've added. I'm sure it's something I can figure out but, lacking the time and attention, it looks hard for now.

Roxie is munching on a chicken back, Sweetie is off studying to keep up his Dean's List status, Honey is swimming and having fun, Sugar is off to LA again for a training sprint, trying to complete a course before March 13.

Living is still therapy, but I've been so focused on a little puppy and greeting cards for the last 2 major seasons that I've forgotten to come here and make notes. Maybe now?