by jo | Mar 25, 2021 | Grief, Memoir & Essays
Let’s talk about trauma. The first death I remember experiencing and truly grieving was the death of our kitten, Curious, who was run over by a car when I was young. The day that it happened, I punched the trunk of our crepe myrtle tree in the front yard until my...
by jo | Apr 12, 2020 | Grief
I don’t remember what we did for Easter the year my sister died. To be honest, maybe we didn’t do much that Easter. I don’t know. It was a little over a month after she died, and I only know that much because I just googled “Easter 2004” to find out — the...
by jo | Jan 1, 2019 | Everyday Stories, Memoir & Essays
I started 2018 on too cold of a morning, as all Wichitans did. It was so cold that my truck wouldn’t start. My truck had started having issues on Christmas day. I’d since replaced the battery, flushed the oil, then changed the oil. It was working — ish. Then came New...
by jo | Nov 4, 2018 | Everyday Stories, Grief
A month ago I shared a post on social media that read: Some of you have asked how I am after this. About how I feel about how the meeting went. This is how I am. This is how I feel: Lighter Sadder Lighter than I’ve been in since childhood. Sadder than I expected I...
by jo | May 15, 2017 | Everyday Stories, Memoir & Essays, People I meet
Two Things: One: Because Today is Mother’s Day When I was young, my mom was in her forties. She was on the older end of moms in terms of my peers, and I liked to give her a hard time about it. One time when I was a kid, I was razzing her about being in her forties,...