I worried before Jesse and Bella died. I think it was a normal amount? Hard to say. I do know however, after, it escalated. Continue reading
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Four years
It is weird. Part feels like forever ago. Part feels like yesterday. I am actually writing this the day before, as tomorrow, I just don’t know how I am going to be. Continue reading
One week away…
You have seen over the last few weeks me in an extremely focused mode, going from one task to the next. The past week has been interesting as time closes in on this 4th anniversary. Continue reading
Whiplash
How do I even summarize the last week? Whiplash. I had arbitration last Wednesday and Thursday on Jesse and Bella’s case from the car accident in 2013… Continue reading
One day at a time
I have too much on my plate right now. And all things considering, I feel like I am doing the best I can under the circumstances, but I also feel like I am dancing on the edge of breaking. Continue reading
Catastrophizing
I am going to give you a peek into me from 430am this morning until now. Right now I feel like a carbonated beverage that has been shaken up so much, and the cap is holding on barely. Continue reading
Decompressing
Last week was amazing. And exhausting. And emotional on so many levels. And, I am continuously amazed at how inspiring this work is. Continue reading
Nervited
Nervous and excited! That was beautifully coined by a good friend of mine recently. Continue reading
Worry – For my daughter
Over the past three and a half years, I have watched, observed, and worried for my daughter Raffi, who is now officially a teen. Jesse came into her life when she was two and was first her daddy Jesse then her daddy. He connected with her in ways that to this day, I cannot copy. Her heart, along with mine were shattered on May 8, 2014 when I came home to find that he had killed Bella, her sister, and himself. Continue reading
New House
I want to start out to say that I am and have been grateful that I was able to find and buy another home after Jesse and Bella died. I can’t imagine the amount of messed up I would be having to stay in the house where it happened. I can barely drive by it and only have three times over the past three plus years. Continue reading