Grief for Katy
A lament for the love of my life
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Seeing a squirrel jumping around in the yard.
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20 Sundays
This is my 20th Sunday without her. (I guess it’s everyone’s 20th Sunday without her.) So since I have very little to do in my life anymore, without her, I am sitting on the floor in our shared office going…
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Vacuuming
How am I supposed to focus on vacuuming when I’m doing my best to see everything that needs doing around the house and then I get ambushed by suddenly remembering the day you decided (or realized) you weren’t going to…
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100 days and her blue shirt
Katy died 100 days ago. 2 days (I think) after she died, I did laundry for some reason that I cannot possibly fathom or explain. She used to do the laundry; she always told me she liked doing the laundry,…
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End of a streak
I had about 36 hours without crying, I think, somehow. That just ended with a packet from our accountant with our names handwritten on it. Jesus fucking christ
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