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Trust In Me by Mario Sanchez Nevado
Sleepless by Mario Sanchez Nevado
The night we got “proposed.”

Category: Notes

February 23, 2022 / Notes

Dissecting the Brick

With every piece I unveil and discover, I learn more about myself. Whether it’s ugly or beautiful, it’s almost always inspiring.

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February 23, 2022 / Notes

The Moment

I still have never felt as much shock to my body as I did in that moment. The moment everything changed. Even after speaking with doctors and sitting next to his hospital bed knowing he was never coming home, the crash that hit my body with his last breath is something I wouldn’t wish upon …

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January 9, 2022 / Notes

Sometimes I Get Sappy

I got you, Mom. You can do this. Don’t worry.  That’s what my son said to me as he looked up at his extremely uncomfortable and nervous mother. As I’m learning to fix things on my own around our house, I recently had to pull out my husband’s tall ladder to reach the peaks of …

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January 9, 2022 / Melodies

Transitions

We can control our smiles, words, and posture; but we cannot hide the story of our eyes.

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January 9, 2022 / Notes

Unique and Rather Ordinary

Summer lovin’ happened so fast…  Wait, what?  Summer dating has not been a blast. Everyone is breaking out of their quarantine bubbles and wanting to meet others and the idea of romance is running wild… How did your stomach feel when you read that? Did your face crunch up a bit? When I was in …

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January 9, 2022 / Notes

The Comfort and Restrictions of our Grief

How does grief feel to you?  Heavy bricks? A blanket wrapped around you? An endless tidal wave? Calm forest?  I’ve heard all of those before.  While widows can relate to one another, we still experience our grief and our loss individually.  I often refer to grief as bricks when it gets heavy. I also believe …

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December 1, 2020 / Notes

That Distant, Pretty View

When everything crumbles around you, you see all the pieces that were hiding.

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September 28, 2020 / Notes

Round and Round and Different It Goes

It doesn’t get easier. It doesn’t get harder. It keeps getting different.

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September 1, 2020 / Notes

One, Two, Three: The Widow is Me

You would think that once your tears fall on a dead body you are able to comfort others more easily when it comes to death. But instead, it’s more difficult.

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April 20, 2020 / Notes

We’ve Been Here Before

It’s our time to adapt again. To continue learning about this new world we live in. To take inventory of what’s working and what isn’t and make the necessary changes.

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