No-Sleep Tricia

Just a quick preamble to say, "Yes, it's been a hell of a ride on the delayed grief train. I do hope to be reaching the end of th...

There is no greater joy in all the world than a Saturday afternoon spent watching my spirited son sword fight his way through Chuck-e-Cheese...

I can't believe I'm writing this. I mean, it's been nearly 2 years. But cancer doesn't know the difference. The past few hou...

I think it's time. Perhaps I'm narcissistic. Perhaps, just curious. More likely, I suffer from narcissistic curiosity. Regardless, I...

Sometimes it riles my skin to think a part is still here. Two years gone. His body wrapped in satin wood concrete Earth I am peeling today. ...

Over six months. I'll make no excuses, so don't ask. I couldn't answer if you did. I haven't been writing much. Funny, I qui...

Nothing profound happened today. Nothing at all. I woke up, got ready, fed Iain, took him to school, came home, cleaned my house, did some...