My Mother’s funeral.
January 8th, 2017
Tag Archives: family
January 7th, 2017
January 6th, 2017
For a moment, when I walked into my parents’ kitchen (my Dad’s kitchen), I thought my aunt was her. Apparently, everyone had this moment that day.
January 5th, 2017
My little, big bro.
January 4th, 2017
She’s gone.
January 3rd, 2017
The news about Mom keeps getting worse. I don’t expect that to change.
January 2nd, 2017
Today, I found out that my mother had a very serious infection. I could go into the details, but they don’t matter. Not really. While everyone else was holding on to hope, I knew just enough about what she had to know her odds weren’t good.
I was 2,500 miles away, broke, and caught completely off guard. I wasn’t ready. But I tried to start getting there.
December 31st, 2016
I hate when I get behind on my comics, because the whole point is to tell a story without purposely writing a narrative, but since I’m making this more than a month after it happened, I can’t help but write it knowing what comes next.
December 26th, 2016
Make sure you end every conversation as if could be your last with that person. Because you never know when it could be.
December 13th, 2016
My (fairly justified) separation anxiety has given me coping mechanisms that sometimes make me worry that I’m a little too good at letting go of people when I need to.
What if it isn’t that I can put up the walls when I need to, but that I just can’t connect at all?
But apparently Kara believes this line of thinking is nonsense. So I’m probably just being too hard on myself. As usual.