Dear Parent of a Blonde Curly Haired Girl either almost five or almost eight- Part 2

Dear Parent,

It has been awhile since I last wrote.  I felt compelled to write as this Wednesday would have been my sweet girls 8th birthday, and I know I my gaze has lingered longer than usual again.  I know it must be weird for you for this woman to be staring at your little girl, and believe me I understand, I would also take notice. But please forgive me as I miss her so… Continue reading

Mother’s Day – Not for everyone

This past Sunday was Mother’s Day.

Jesse killed Bella then himself on May 8, 2014, three days before Mother’s Day that year.  Raffi wanted to go to a park where her circus teacher was doing demonstrations.  I of course said yes, as I was trying to do anything to give her some joy after having to tell her what happened two days prior. But as I walked into that park on that sunny day, in shock, dazed, and numb, I saw probably every four year old dirty blonde, curly haired girl in all of Portland. Of course. I then swore off Mother’s Day. Continue reading

What not to say to someone who has experienced trauma and loss

As you read last week readers, I had a rough few days.  The “aftershocks” lasted until Thursday, where I felt somewhat normal, not constantly worried of being hi-jacked by a debilitating flashback.  Normal is such a funny word after what I experienced. I guess that is why I named my blog Life’s New Normal. Continue reading

Reflections and Resilience

As I sat in the coffee shop that I normally write in, I pondered what to share today.  Usually it comes to me on my morning run, but today, it did not, I was preoccupied with the election. The sky is one of those brilliant blues that have been rare here lately, so I was gazing outside lost in the birds flitting around, the contrast of the trees against this bright backdrop pondering the importance of today, being election day, and the angst among the people leading up to and including today.  I am actually less anxious about the actual results today, but what weighs heavily in my mind is the rift that has happened in our country. Continue reading