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Seeking joy after death; raising an adolescent; figuring out what really matters.

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Latest Blog Posts for Bitter/Sweet

  • A Test
    on May 20, 2014
    It's all a test. This blog has been migrated over to a new website that combines my professional work with my personal writing. The wonderful Andrew Odom helped me out with it because my patience was not what it should have been for that process...
  • A Thing
    on May 13, 2014
    It’s hot.Eighty-four degrees in the house, to be precise.  At 11:46 p.m.I have this thing (one of many that makes me so attractive) that I don’t turn on the A/C until Memorial Day, and it goes off after Labor Day. And the rest of the time we...
  • Weekly Round Up of Random Thoughts
    on May 10, 2014
    (can you see it?)Random Thought The First: It strikes me that this blog may sound a little sanctimonious at times, sort of competitively enlightened. That is not my intention. I have a friend who is a recovering alcoholic who likes to lecture me like...
  • Fear
    on May 6, 2014
    Remember the snakes? The ones I talked about yesterday?Well, today I accidentally weed-whacked one. It started writhing and flailing and I dropped the weed whacker and ran, screaming and cursing, to the other side of the lawn.I am ashamed to admit (o...
  • Cracking the Whip
    on May 5, 2014
    It's Monday again. I am trying to make myself go to yoga. Mondays are hard. Being your own boss is difficult. You have to be your own cheerleader and task master. This seems like research from the Department of Duh, but I am here to tell yo...
  • May the 4th Be With You
    on May 4, 2014
    Fourteen years ago today, Pacific time, I was fitfully resting on a hospital bed while Dane napped, drooling, on one of those uncomfortable pull-out chairs reserved for dads. Husky Stadium (the old one) was shrouded in mist, and the sun was barely be...
  • Just Be Honest
    on May 2, 2014
    It is crazy to me how many excuses people make to hold themselves back from doing things.I think a lot about this lately (and I apparently also use the words "a lot" a lot, which is a cardinal sin in my former writing classes because what "a lot" mea...
  • Choose Peace Over Productivity
    on May 1, 2014
    Ever since Dane died, this has been one of two mantras of mine. The first deals with getting up and putting my feet on the floor every morning which was harder than it sounds in the months after Dane’s death. Peace over productivity helps me k...
  • Mondays.
    on Apr 28, 2014
    Mondays. They are just like Tuesdays, or Thursdays, or any day for that matter. No one is making me get up and report to a desk, so there is no real built-in characteristic of the day.Still.It is overcast, and 18 people died last night in the storms...
  • It's Fuckin' Friday, Y'all
    on Apr 25, 2014
    Imagine that read in Paula Deen's awful nasal-y whine.That is how I feel today. Trapped in Paula Deen's whiney nasal cavity. It's a temporary place. I came home from yoga, pissy as hell. Trying not to kick the dog, yell at the kid, or otherwise sprea...
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