A frequently about the awkwardness & insanity of life, sometimes about soul-crushing grief, but always authentic blog from a 30-something widow trying to figure out the dumpster fire life handed her.
I am resurrecting this blog after a many years hiatus because I need a place to brain dump the things that go through my head, the situations I may find myself in, the places I will go, and the stuff I will eat & drink along the way! So, basically everything.
At the age of 30 I met the love of my life: a warm-hearted, intelligent man named Daniel whose passion for soccer and refereeing was equally matched by his love of really nerdy shit, and his well-kept beard. A couple months before I turned 36, stage IV pancreatic cancer would take him from me. Dan was the greatest human I’ve ever met, and he told me to keep living our dreams, our story, our hopes. I hope I do his legacy justice.
Come and join me, it might be interesting, it could be unfiltered (to an extent), and it most certainly will involve a lot of cursing.
“The cure for anything is salt water — sweat, tears, or the sea.”
PS – I live near Philadelphia, a great city on the east coast of the United States that you should totally visit. I’ll give great suggestions. 🙂