I met Peter when I was fifteen and he instantly became my world. He asked me, on our first date, to go steady. I said yes. Peter was the most gentlemanly man child I had ever met in my vast worldly fifteen years of life. Plus he was a great kisser! He was kind, funny, […]
Paranoia: A mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically elaborated into an organized system. Justified: a good or legitimate reason. When Peter died my friend Vivian game me a book called Widow to Widow. The book, as you can imagine outlines things for you to expect during the stages […]
When I was a very little child, maybe five or six, I was an avid reader. Dr. Seuss, Tolstoy, you know what every first grader reads. But there was one book I could never, EVER read by myself. The title of this book is Are you my mother? by P.D. Eastman. I loved and hated […]
When we were planning our family, Peter was dead set against using profanity in front of or anywhere near our children. It’s funny for so many reasons. If you knew Peter you would know that he could string together a list of profanities that would make a longshoreman blush. So we agreed, no cursing in […]
I am dumb. I have always been dumb, it’s not an insult it’s the truth. The simple fact is that I refuse to believe that I am smart. My husband would tell me all the time how I.Q. tests are “not a true measure of someone’s intelligence”. Peter had an I.Q. of 144. While I […]
I hate Beyonce, I’ve decided I hate Beyonce. I gaze at her commercials with equal parts eagerness and hatred. My husband has just died and I hate Beyonce. Her long, bronzed, cellulite free legs taunt me in my deepest moments of despair. I look at my legs and then stare at hers comparing the two. […]
I’ve been listening to a lot of Judy Garland, mainly What’ll I do. When I love something I loooove it. Which explains this song. What’ll I do speaks to my grieving heart. This song plays on my phone or rather I play this song at least four times a day. When I hear the lyrics: […]
I’ve been listening to a lot of Judy Garland, mainly What’ll I do. When I love something I loooove it. Which explains this song. What’ll I do speaks to my grieving heart. This song plays on my phone or rather I play this song at least four times a day. When I hear the lyrics: […]
My husband died on April 2, 2013. I was 39 when it happened. THIRTY FUCKING NINE! I always knew my husband, whose name was Peter by the way, would never make it to old age. I always knew he would die before me. However I thought he would be 52 maybe 53 and our children […]
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