Years ago, in the midst of a dark chapter, when I was stuck in bed and stuck in life... stuck in the decisions I had made... stuck in the pain I was feeling... I watched hours and hours of “No Reservations”. Episode after episode...I would even leave it playing through the night so the room [...]
Tag: Loss
Like Coming Home
My grandparents house always had a distinctive, sort of clean laundry smell. Today that sweet fragrance punched me right in the face. I cried. Within seconds of scent recognition, without even a conscious thought; I just lost it. Tears were burning my eyes and it felt like saying goodbye all over again. I put on [...]