So this is my first Christmas without Colleen. I've already gotten ( Read more... )

As the title says, this was my first Thanksgiving without Colleen. Not the first time we were separated for Thanksgiving -- there have ( Read more... )

I appear to have been getting things done this month, but it doesn't feel like it. That's typical for me. Hmm. Let's see: grep grep grep... some cooking, a dentist appointment, flu and COVID booster ( Read more... )

( Content warning: sad anniversaries. )

It's been a strange day. ( CW: death of loved ones )

... so I've been thinking on and off about "Nancy" by Cordwainer Smith. (Go read it. I'll wait.) It still feels a lot like it did during her last few months, except that I can't call to tell her about... It's actually a very familiar feeling; Dad died back in 1999 and I still have to remind myself sometimes.
Some people like to ( Read more... )

I guess I'm in something like a holding pattern right now. I haven't fallen apart, though I'm still allowing for the possibility, but it doesn't feel as though I'm getting much of anything done either.
That's not entirely accurate; I spent the weekend on Whidbey with N and we ( Read more... )

I suppose the proper term for the state of the bear at this point is ( Read more... )

A . V E R Y . B A D . W E E K .
Colleen died a few hours before dawn on Monday morning. We had been married 45 years, 6 months, 8 days, and 11 hours. The last thing I said to her, when she called Sunday morning before she went in for surgery, was "I'll always love you."
I'm... coping? Not as broken as I expected to be, ( Read more... )

I'm clean out of ideas for a s4s post, so this will have to do instead. Next week's Songs for Saturday will be in my concert at OR-eCon. The set list is ( Read more... )