The cat died. I probably should have eased you into that more slowly, but I’ve never been known for my tact. It’s okay. She was really old. It wasn’t unexpected. And yet it was, because no matter how much you think you’re ready for it, you …
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Why Being ‘Too Sensitive’ Is Really Pretty Great
From the minute I stepped onto the boardwalk loop at Congaree National Park I was spellbound. It’s a short hike that could be simply described as a stroll through a forested floodplain. To me, though, it felt like entering the gates to heaven. Trees as tall …
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What I Learned From My Very First Tech Shabbat
My very first blog post here at I’m Sick and So Are You chronicled a 30 day respite I took from social media. I’d grown concerned over the amount of time I spent on my phone and I thought a detox was in order. I survived …
Friendship Happens When You Show Up
I have a friend back home. Back home, which isn’t really my home anymore, especially since I moved to another state. Thankfully, she’s also my friend when I’m not back home. That’s because we both keep showing up. Friendship is a tricky business. First, you have …
Stop Thinking and Just Jump In
Sleep has been hit or miss lately and last night was a restless one. During one of the rare pockets of sleep I had, there was a dream. But really, it was a nightmare. I watched as my chunk of a dog, Ace, leapt into the …
Sometimes Wrong Turns Are Meant To Be
The plan was simple. Take the teenager, hike a mile and a half into the woods on a marked trail inside a state park, and meet up with friends who were camping. Then, have a glorious day, be wholly and profoundly changed by the experience, impart …
My Dog Ace and the Saga of the Stick
This is a story about my dog, Ace. Ace is a very expensive and fancy schmancy purebred Pembroke Welsh Corgi. Ace is also a total asshole. I mean, I love him. Don’t get me wrong. Just look at that face! How do you not love that …
If Only I Had a Me
I almost fell asleep making dinner. I hadn’t sat down and forgotten it. I literally almost fell asleep standing up stirring a pot of boiling pasta. I’m tired. Bone weary. My soul is yawning. If only I had a me to help carry the load. I’ve …
There Will Be Marks
Life makes only one promise to you. There will be marks. You will not get out of this unscathed. I have mine, be they physical or otherwise. Some will never go away no matter how hard I scrub, no matter how long they are pushed down …
