Tag: loss

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I try not to regret things. Bad or good, what happened has happened. Good things end, bad things end. I must be grateful because these things mold me into who I am. I am growing. I am a living, breathing person, made of flesh…

Sunday

             Sunday. I’ve never been keen on being home on Sundays. I always feel like I should be as lazy as I can be on Sundays but there is clearly always something to do.             The Walking Dead is…

Mom

Tomorrow will be the twenty-first anniversary of my mother’s passing. We were very close though we often did not see eye to eye. Recently I’ve drawn comparisons between my mother’s life and the one I’m chugging along with. I left home around the time…

Reality

There will be no rest from tragedy. The world is a place that will not rest from it. It’s inhabitants will have none of it. The pain will continue, the earth will revolve and the blood will flow into its waters as a reminder…

On The Weekends

I fool myself on the weekends. During the week there is always a build up of good feelings. Sadly they all come crashing down during the weekends when I feel most alone. It’s no one’s fault. I’m not even at fault. Although I mostly…

Mother

I remember the last time I saw her alive. She was two months short of her fiftieth birthday but she looked small and ancient in her hospital bed. There was an incessant beeping sound and the room was cold. She laid in her hospital bed…

A Dream

I remember thinking it was all a dream. It was like being asleep and being completely aware that what your subconscious has cooked up is not real. But everything was real. Your kiss, the walk through your city, a precious jewel located in South Australia and…