A week ago, we laid our grandfather to rest. Finally, he is at peace. One with the earth. Returned to his Master in the Heavens above. Here, today, I wanted to just ruminate on remembering loved ones, the waves of grief, and what it means to honour someone's life. On the day of his funeral,… Continue reading On Remembrance, Grief, & Honouring a Life Well-Lived
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I married my best friend!
We did it. On Saturday, we finally did it. The day has come and gone by so quickly. I won't go into the intimate details of our day, as it's private and for our closest people to share with us only. But it was magical. Everyone says that their wedding day was the best day… Continue reading I married my best friend!
How healthy am I? (Journal entry)
How healthy am I? I know for sure I’m healthier than I used to be. I eat better. I sleep better. I walk more. I have deeper more meaningful conversations. I create during my weeks. I stretch. I drink loads of water. I care for my hair and protect it. I notice my thoughts. I’m… Continue reading How healthy am I? (Journal entry)
What I Seek
I don't need beaches and scorching heat. I don't need endless cocktails served to me in the pool. Bikini pics with a backdrop of palm trees and endless oceans are nice, but maybe I should think twice before thinking it's for me. Instead, I want mountains and vast landscapes of untouched nature. I want hot… Continue reading What I Seek
“Exposed” – creative stream of consciousness/journal entry
I’m not myself. It’s like the skin has been peeled away entirely, leaving exposed muscle and nerves and fragile bones. A simple gust of wind and I feel it all over, rubbing against tight strings of ligament barely holding me together. I ache. How long have I been like this? As fragile as a glass… Continue reading “Exposed” – creative stream of consciousness/journal entry
The missing things (journal entry)
I've realised that there are quite a few things I've missed lately. Like holes in a wall that you didn't notice at first but now can't stop looking at. I've missed the ability to meet my friend in a cafe and chat for hours about books (our own and other people's) until we realise we… Continue reading The missing things (journal entry)
‘What if’ – an open journal
What if after all this time, you were lucky and blessed all along? What if those moments that felt endless were the ones that made you strong? What if every fear you’ve ever had never sees the light of day? And maybe you’re not actually the ugly one, the dumb one, the poor one, the… Continue reading ‘What if’ – an open journal
S. R. Crawford 