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Recently the kids and I have been listening to an audio book when we’re in the car, but, sometimes, between discs, we’ll let the radio play. Since we gave up TV years ago…and I don’t read the news, either…we can […]

I’ve found there is no logic to how I feel in the middle of grief. I’ve received huge gifts, and–although I’m thankful for them because they assure me I don’t have to make a drastic lifestyle change at the same […]

Sometimes I actually think :). I like to plan and compare and problem solve. Sometimes I think my way to an answer. Sometimes I make choices based solely on my gut whether the choice seems logical or not. I feel […]

The universality of this grief is not lost on me. Yesterday I took a walk through the wooded paths Joe made for me and when I came to his metal chair, I felt my heart crack and the sobbing commenced. […]

When I take inventory of my life at this moment in time, I can honestly say that *everything* is good….everything except for missing my Joe. But that missing is paramount. I feel like I’ve been through surgery and someone has […]

Starting at their births, my husband sang to our children every.single.night. He had a special song for each child…. For Josiah: “Baby, baby, baby child…baby child my own…close those big, blue eyes of yours and sleep for just awhile.” For […]

Thursday, Nov. 3, I woke at 4 a.m. to the sounds of my husband dying. It was completely unexpected. He had been having “heart burn” for the last few weeks but the EKG in his doctor’s office showed nothing. He […]

My name is Kirsten and I am a tree hugger. I’ve never understood why some people find that offensive. Truly…if someone liking trees challenges your political stance, you may be taking your politics a bit too far ;). I celebrate […]

Beautiful long-haired Siamese Sammy walks the perimeter of the porch, winding near me and away from me, enticing me with low, prrr-meows, but staying two inches from my outstretched hand.  This is a familiar routine. “Sammy, remember how you love […]

You know what I loved most about being a high school and college student? I had a set time each day where I *had* to do something I loved. Back then they actually required me to read Shakespeare and to […]