Hallo von Tony

For those of you who do not speak or read German, I think the title is translated as "Hello from Tony." The reason I say, "I think" is because I do not speak German, and I do not remember typing this title (the draft was dated from 2018). There was no content to this entry, …

First, You Cry…

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The Long and Winding Road…

I have been away for a while. Not in the physical sense. I'm still living in the same city, the same house. I'm still working at the same job. But all the same, I've been away from here for a while. My life has taken a turn, has been a bit "derailed," and it has …

Birthday Wishes

  Monday, January 26th, would have been Tony's 57th birthday. I didn't remind Dad (now 90 and still living with me) as it would just upset him to be reminded of his loss. Being 62 years old now, 57 seems pretty young to me, and with human lifespans getting ever longer, indeed it is pretty …

2 years

Yesterday, February 17th, was the 2 year anniversary of my brother Tony’s death. In some ways, time has gone by quickly. Each month on the 17th I’ve “noted to self” that another month has passed. I’ve hosted Survivor Day (AFSP) twice here in Asheville, I’ve marched in two Out of the Darkness walks to raise …

Gray Kitty (or All Good Cats Go To Heaven)

In early July, I discovered that I had lost my brand new planner. My planner is my roadmap and keeps me organized during my busy days as a teacher. I had taken the time to enter all of the important dates, meetings, and appointments that I had scheduled over the next 12 months, so I …

In Memory of Jane

Today, June 9th, would have been Mom's 79th birthday.  Martha Jane Boon Taylor. She hated her first name so she always went by "Jane." We lost her very suddenly, just after her 60th birthday, as a result of an intracranial hemorrhage. Her loss to our family was a monumental one. Mom was the glue that …

1 year and 1 month…

There isn't a single day that goes by that I don't think of Tony. Whenever I hear the soft ring of the windchimes hanging outside my office, I think of him. Whenever I see a picture with a single-lane road winding off into the distance, I think of him. Whenever I see my newly adopted calico …

1 year

Saturday, February 17th, was the one-year anniversary of the death of my brother, Tony. I spent an hour of this day with my counselor; she has been such support for me in this first year of my journey.  After my visit with her, I tried to contemplate on what was the "right" way to spend this day, …

Time

It has been some time since I last wrote here. In fact, it has been just over 9 months since Tony's death. In some ways, I feel that I have made a lot of progress in my healing, and indeed I have. I've done many things that have supported my recovery, such as hosting the …

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