It’s Veterans’ Day, and it’s my niece’s birthday. Prior to last year, that was a point most often acknowledged by the joke about how, the day my niece was born, it was also Labor Day for my sister. Last year,
One small year and some tiny kittens
Well, here it is: the day I’ve been dreading. It’s been one year since my dad died. I thought I would have a lot to say about that, but I find myself oddly quiet on the subject. The only thing
Oh, I almost forgot!
According to the HRC, the theme of this year’s coming out day is “Talk About It.” They’ve got a “Sorry Everybody“-style collection of pictures of people posing with signs that say “Talk About It.” I’m bisexual. But I’m also too
Newspaper article talking about my dad
I talked to my mom last night, and found out that a work luncheon last Thursday turned into a tribute to my dad, and the woman who was there from the newspaper wrote the article almost entirely about that. Matteson
It’s a long drive back to Nashville…
but we made it in one piece. Well, two pieces, I suppose, counting me and Karsten separately. I’m completely exhausted. Glad to be home, but have already cried twice tonight. I’m going to try going back to work on Monday.
When at last you reach the end, turn around and start again
When your cell phone rings at 2:35 AM, you can be sure it’s a call you wish you didn’t have to take. I marveled at how calm my mother managed to sound as she said, “Your father passed.” I took
Drawing to a close
So I guess I haven’t posted in a while. It’s not for lack of stuff to write. In fact, I should probably be journaling like crazy through all of this because, as I explained to over the phone a few
Why my dad is so great, #1,983,284,393
Ever since my dad started pressuring me to go to this past weekend’s family wedding in Baltimore — and the pressure started back in August — I’ve been meaning to dig out my saved copy of this email exchange and
Protected: Sisterly love
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
Random countdown & countup
Milestones upcoming and past. This helps me stay aware of what a given period of time feels like. Just under a month until I see my dad, maybe for the last time. One month exactly until I turn 30. Two