Reasons I Cry

I cry a lot. I cry when I'm happy, sad, angry, and afraid.
I cry a lot for her. For a host of reasons. And I've decided to start documenting those reasons.

Today I cried at work. I cried because I am sad that I didn't unwrap her. Although I looked at her fingers and toes, like most parents, I didn't look at her whole body. And I wish I could go back in time just to see all of her. I'd do everything over again, just for that.

I thought of that today randomly while sitting at my desk. That's grief. It's random. And it's an asshole.

Still Standing

http://stillstandingmag.com/2014/01/balance/

Forgot to post this. Life has been crazy.

Dude, February...

How the hell did you get here?
Please be kind. And gentle if you can.


I'll try not to blink. And maybe write some more.

xoxo

J