Category Archives: grieving
getting past anger toward god
I met a man tonight who was recently blinded. As in: a short while ago he could see, and now he cannot. Not surprisingly, he expressed a deep resentment, if not hatred, toward the very concept of god. “I am a good person who does all the right things,” he said. “I cannot abide by […]
sometimes I wonder…
If Jack were still alive, would he love the person I’ve become over three more years of recovery? Would we have fallen out of each other’s lives completely? Would he have stayed sober — somehow, against the odds — long enough for us to get married and grow old together? Would I still love him […]
three years & three days
Three days ago marked the third anniversary of Jack’s death. It passed quietly, which in a weird, slightly ironic, way reminds me of the phrase sometimes used in obituaries: “he passed quietly in his sleep…” I wasn’t sad or particularly wistful on Tuesday — helped, probably, by a lot of work on my plate and […]
