"Before coffee, I'm up, I'm moving around, but I'm not awake," said some wise soul somewhere. Until I typed the words, I actually couldn't remember where I'd heard it but I just did. Peter Falk uttered this truism in one of his Columbo episodes. Truer words (about me) were never spoken. How did I get … Continue reading Dear Coffee, I love you
Tag: grieving my dead relatives
Clutterfly
My husband and I are currently having an....well, let's call it an ongoing discussion...about my clutterfulness. I admit it. I am a clutterholic. In my defense, I have never claimed to be otherwise. He has visions of my father's brown paper bags-bags and bags (and bags) of stuff surrounding his chair- after he died...and thinks … Continue reading Clutterfly
Long time no see
I went to see Melissa at Deep Blue Truth in Kennebunk today. I go every year (at least once) near my birthday as a present to myself. I always get messages from one or more of my friends and relatives that have died, and today was no exception. When they come through, they always talk … Continue reading Long time no see
Cardinals
I recently spent a few minutes (okay, hours) trolling the Facebook news feed and something caught my eye. Someone (sorry, I have no idea who or what or when exactly) posted that every time you see a red cardinal, that is a sign that a loved one that has died is saying hello to you, … Continue reading Cardinals


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