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  • Day 91. Downpour

    One of my kids has migraines. About six months ago we went to see a neurologist to figure it out. He started on some meds and today we had a follow up appointment. The medicine is working and the appointment should have been pretty painless…but it wasn’t. First off, I’ve had a rough couple of…

  • Day 85. Poetry

  • Day 84. Cracker Barrel

    Every single thing is hard.  I cried seven times at parent teacher conferences last night and my kids are good. They’re getting As and Bs and behaving well. I just had to make sure the teachers knew to watch for hard days and that they knew our plan for if the kids have one. I…

  • Day 80. Closet

    I’ve slowly been taking things out of Vance’s side of the closet for a while. His new work clothes were easy. I got rid of those right away. He’d gotten a clothing allowance from work that had kicked in just a few months before his heart attack. The clothes were all special fabric for electricians…

  • Day 79. Seeing

    My life is now divided. There is “before” and there is “after.” Vance’s death is the dividing line. The Kelsy who lived “before” is, in a lot of ways, gone. This one now living in the “after,” she is different. In some ways that’s sad and there are a lot of things about the “before”…