Writer and creative. Some stories develop over long periods of time in snippets of peeks & prejudices. Glimpses & tweets. I tweet stories.
My mom stopped breathing 102 days ago.
I had my first real cry today.
I don't know why the tears didn't come on June 13th, a little later, at her service, or even after that.
Sure, I welled up a couple of times. But no cry. #grief #mom #tears
They Come https://www.pennienichols.com/accidental-blogs/they-come/
They say that in one lifetime we live many lives.
Even when I was younger, this notion resonated with me, perhaps because we moved every two to three years. Maybe because I had more clarity when I was young and unspoiled. #authenticity #lifetime