Ok, first off, let me clarify something. This was not a memory I wanted. I didn’t intentionally add this to my Memory List. This memory sucks. But as of today, it’s a memory that I have. I consider it a shitty, bonus memory. Last year, writing on this blog was cathartic for me. I usedContinue reading “Getting my heart broken.”
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Making a new friend.
Looking at the last half of 2020, one of the thoughts that consistently crosses my mind is how unbelievably lonely I was. Deciding to leave my marriage – and my best friend – and coupled with a political season that led to a loss of friendships, I spent the majority of the pandemic alone. AndContinue reading “Making a new friend.”
Going on a first date.
This item on my Memory List is one that I added after being nudged to do so by a friend. For the vast majority of time since I left my marriage last June, dating had been the farthest thing from my mind. I was comfortable staying in my own little bubble, and leaning heavily onContinue reading “Going on a first date.”
Taking a bath with a lit candle and music.
It’s been a tough week. It’s getting better, but, wow, the weight of this pandemic has been feeling heavier lately. I’ve been lonelier. I’m apparently on the verge of tears at all times. It’s more than just being sad. It’s deeper than that, but I hesitate to call it depression. This pandemic has robbed meContinue reading “Taking a bath with a lit candle and music.”
Goodbye, 2020
New Year’s Eve is a day that always sits on the fence. It’s a time to reflect on the past 12 months, and simultaneously look ahead to what the coming year might bring. I don’t think I have enough vocabulary or eloquence to adequately justify how challenging 2020 was. The world has been in crisisContinue reading “Goodbye, 2020”
Laughing so hard, for so long, that my stomach hurts.
Back in August, when I was thinking up memories that I wanted this year, this one in particular seemed so simple, and yet so unattainable. The late summer and early fall months were some of the most challenging and saddest of my entire life. Although I desperately wanted to fall victim to painful belly laughs,Continue reading “Laughing so hard, for so long, that my stomach hurts.”
Doing absolutely nothing on the first day of my sabbatical.
Before I go any further with this memory, I need to edit it: Doing absolutely nothing that I don’t want to do on the first day of my sabbatical.
Cooking with new pots and pans.
It’s been almost 3 months to the day that I moved into my new place, but I certainly haven’t waited this long to cook for myself. One of the first online orders I placed was for new cookware. Cooking is therapeutic for me. Not only is it a mindful experience, but I also put aContinue reading “Cooking with new pots and pans.”
Getting a tattoo.
As with many things that I’m doing because of my Memory List, getting a tattoo has been something on my mind for a couple of years, but I never made it a priority. I didn’t really know what I wanted, and without being sure of a design, I wasn’t going to go through any sortContinue reading “Getting a tattoo.”
Getting on the scale and seeing that I’ve lost 10lbs.
This is the memory I’m most proud of. At least, so far. Exactly a month ago, on the last day of August, my weight was the highest it had been in over a decade. For the days, weeks, and months prior, every time I got on the scale, I watched the number creep up. EveryContinue reading “Getting on the scale and seeing that I’ve lost 10lbs.”
