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He doesn’t remember the ride home, though he reminded me of the directions the entire way. “Babe you should get over, you’re going to have to turn soon.” Even coming off anesthesia his directions are correct. I put him to bed. The best thing possible is sleep. Sleep to heal. Sleep to rest. Sleep to…
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After our house burned down we used this space to work out our thoughts, feelings, and to share our journey. We shared because no one should have to go through…
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Travel, especially with a family, can feel trying. Making sure everything is packed, and everyone has everything, and nothing is forgotten is a massive chore in itself that requires a…
Visiting Niagara Falls | What to See, Where to Go & Tips for Both the U.S. and Canada
I’ve been to Niagara Falls during every single season, winter, spring, summer and fall and I have to say, each one offers stunning and incredibly different views of this unofficial…
I remember asking a few questions to every person the day of the fire. The first was, “How do I tell my almost 4 year old that I burnt down our house and that her dog is dead?” The other question was always, “I don’t know what to do, what happens next?” That second question…
It’s hard to scroll through facebook. I see posts about how annoying it was that the line at the DMV was long, obscure post about life being terrible, annoyances at phone issues, the weather, starbucks getting an order wrong. I read these and want to reply with, “I watched my house burned down.” Perspective. I’ve…
I’ve been having a hard time with the loss of our sweet dog Samantha. I still go over and over again in my head the feeling of cowardice for not getting to her. I keep imagining her scratching at our bedroom door trying to get away from the smoke and flame and me not being…
Before this experience I’d heard of panic attacks. I knew people had them, and they said they were debilitating. I knew I’d heard it. But I’d never experienced it. I think I mostly heard about people having them on planes. Something about being afraid of flying and being in an enclosed space thousands of feet…
If you missed it, Part One can be read here. At this point I’m still standing about 10 feet from the flames and smoke near the fence we share with our next door neighbors. I’m on the phone with the emergency operator trying to get them to send the damn fire department. I swear I…
