Now, I’m one to believe that energy cannot be destroyed. That means, for me, there is more after we leave our bodies behind. Spirits, souls, what have you; I believe. At the same time; there is only one me. That is what makes me special. I have one shot at this crazy, unpredictable life andContinue reading “Bucket Lists/One Life”
Author Archives: E. E. Wildwood
*sigh*
I’ve been married a long time. I adore my husband and he is and always will be my best friend. We’ve sort of let life get in the way of passion, and I miss it. I see the way Dom Sherwood kisses Kat McNamara in Shadowhunters – like he’s starving for her. And I’m jealous.
Fear
One of my eight tattoos is a rune from The Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare. It stands for being fearless. Yet, lately, I’ve been letting my behaviour be dictated by exactly that; fear. I fear failure. I fear success. I fear the amount of effort that goes into both. I fear how people willContinue reading “Fear”
She’s Gone
Thirteen days after she received her prognosis, my Mom passed in her sleep on June 28th, 2021. She was in her 72nd year. We cannot believe it and even over a week later, I cannot grasp that she is gone. My grief is taking a non-linear path and there are days that I am totallyContinue reading “She’s Gone”
It’s a Waiting Game
Now, we wait. My Mom got her final results in regarding her cancer. Although the primary site is her lungs, her liver is full of tumours and it is not functioning. Less than a week later, she had an appointment with an oncologist specializing in lung cancer, and given her prognosis. Without treatment? Two weeks.Continue reading “It’s a Waiting Game”
Dealing
It’s been a few weeks since we got the news that my Mother has Stage 4 Cancer. We’ve yet to receive all the information and she’s yet to see an oncologist. Bone scan was done two days ago, liver biopsy is in two days and the lung biopsy is yet to be scheduled. In theContinue reading “Dealing”
Devastating
A little back story, so you get where I’m coming from. My Dad split when I was 7, and my older sister was 12. She took on a mothering role, in addition to my actual mother, who was struggling to raise two kids alone, back in the days when that wasn’t common around here. IContinue reading “Devastating”
It’s Special
“It’s just amazing to know I crossed your mind for a second.” Life is a crazy thing. And special. And sometimes it overwhelms me that that there are all these people and they each have a life. Each person has a story. So, to think, that someone would take even a second of the dayContinue reading “It’s Special”
Brian Wilsoning
I started using this as a coping mechanism when I was really depressed. A Brian Wilson day. You know, like the Beach Boy, Brian Wilson? He supposedly stayed in bed for a year. I do it for a day. Coming out to forage for food, and bathroom breaks. I’ve had a rough two weeks atContinue reading “Brian Wilsoning”
Who We Are…
Isn’t it amazing how many different versions of us there are? My demeanor changes depending on who I am with or where we are. With friends, I can talk for hours. I can be witty and charming and even outgoing. With family, I take a back seat to my sister and am known as theContinue reading “Who We Are…”
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