The card for yesterday was Death. The message that comes from the Tarot reads “Something new wants to emerge in your life, but for that to happen you first must release that which has run it’s course. Today take time to seek closure – say goodbye to a relationship, habit, or attitude that no longer […]Read More Bad Blood.
“I was telling G@ we’d be around later to cook supper.” Well. The plan on that occasion was for us to have a little final get together with T@ and G@ before they left. Maybe even get to clear the air a little. They had started to pack their stuff up but it did still […]Read More Ditched.
Card for the day, Page of Pentacles, some of the description for this card; “This card could also indicate a time to pay attention to your body, the earth and nature. There could be a message in the physical world for you.” The family decided to have a get together at the house. It seemed […]Read More Idle Breeze.
It’s been a month since mom passed away. A few more things happen that seem a little strange. This would be a sort of continuation of the theme discussed previously. What strikes me is the fact that it involves everyone else that was in the house with mom before she decided to move on. What’s […]Read More Unnecessarily Mean.
“On Sunday we had a little get together at The Garden of Eden.” A couple of us got to share a few words about mom. It’s probably a bit mean if I pick anything out from what got said and bitch about it. Let’s just say I was intrigued to hear G@ talk about her wanting […]Read More Tough Titty.
Mom’s been dead over two weeks now. On Sunday we had a little get together at the Garden of Eden. The idea was to plant a tree for her, and to scatter her ashes there, with the tree. What was meant to be scatter her ashes turned into wanting to keep her ashes in a […]Read More Friend or Foe.
There are so many different pieces to this. G@ took what I said and said it back to me so I could hear what it sounded like. What it sounded like I said was if he wants to keep the house instead of sell it, that if he wanted more rent from us to accommodate […]Read More In Spades.
“Now that we are back things feel a little strained.” That was sort of a bit of an understatement. Things actually got very dramatic between B and I. Once again I’m guilty of being an asshole to my wife. The last week has been a blur, most of it spent either arguing with her or […]Read More Thinly Stretched.
“Mostly I don’t feel anything”. Well. That’s not entirely accurate. Sometimes I don’t feel anything. Sometimes I feel relief that she’s not around anymore; going through what she was going through. It couldn’t have been nice for her to be going through that. It wasn’t nice going through not knowing how to help her get […]Read More Overactive Imagination.
It’s a fantastic Sunday morning when PiE spends a bit of time in the garden. It feels like an amazing time to be alive, an awesome time of the year to be experiencing. It’s September and you can feel the death grip that winter had on the earth start to loosen. It’s rained a couple […]Read More Scuppered.