I'm bracing for the bad weather rolling in by giving to others this day. Donating platelets, which always makes me soooooo cold. I hate doing it, but know it is a good thing to do. Commemorating MLK Day and not this waking nightmare.
Hope the cold front goes easy on your house and spirit and that it's passes soon. Over here in LA we are hunkering down for another couple days of really high winds and fire warnings. Will do my best to write through it too.
"I have an ex who lives near that grocery store, but it’s the closest one to my house."
This makes me think that one could assemble a collection of stories, essays, poems on this theme — the places we avoid because of exes, the places we reclaim from exes, the way we think differently about places because of exes.
After a devastating heartbreak several years ago, when I was ready to resume dating, I intentionally chose to have first dates or second dates in places where the heartbreak and I had had lunch or drinks or coffee. Somehow it helped to reclaim those places for myself — to dispel whatever fog hung over them for me.
I wonder how others here process places like those.
"Write through it." Excellent advice for whatever is going on! In my case, mood more than weather. I needed this today. Thank you, Jami.
The bad weather is indeed rolling in. Everyone hunker down and do what you need to get by.
I'm bracing for the bad weather rolling in by giving to others this day. Donating platelets, which always makes me soooooo cold. I hate doing it, but know it is a good thing to do. Commemorating MLK Day and not this waking nightmare.
“I’ve kissed those cold winters behind”—-or you might say, they can kiss mine
whatever gets you through the day. Particularly today.
Nicely done, on this bad weather day. Thank you, Jami.
Hope the cold front goes easy on your house and spirit and that it's passes soon. Over here in LA we are hunkering down for another couple days of really high winds and fire warnings. Will do my best to write through it too.
Stay warm and show us pictures of New Orleans in the snow. Amazing!
"I have an ex who lives near that grocery store, but it’s the closest one to my house."
This makes me think that one could assemble a collection of stories, essays, poems on this theme — the places we avoid because of exes, the places we reclaim from exes, the way we think differently about places because of exes.
After a devastating heartbreak several years ago, when I was ready to resume dating, I intentionally chose to have first dates or second dates in places where the heartbreak and I had had lunch or drinks or coffee. Somehow it helped to reclaim those places for myself — to dispel whatever fog hung over them for me.
I wonder how others here process places like those.
We can do this. Day at a time.