Loss, Grief, and Solitude

2022-03-262022-03-29 Miss Poison Images/Photos/Quotes, In Memory, Loss, Writing Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Grief, Grieving, Honesty, Images/Photos/Quotes, In Memory, Life, Loss, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Solitude, Trauma, Writing

I don't have much to offer right now. The past few days have been fraught with sad news. My best friend buried her Grandfather (It took a few days for the body to be flown out of the United States to its final resting place.), and the other is burying her father, who passed away … Continue reading Loss, Grief, and Solitude

Eighty One Years Old

2019-03-08 Miss Poison Family, Uncategorized In Memory, My Grandmother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

It's International Women's Day, but it's also the anniversary of the passing of my Grandmother. This year, I choose to honor one over the other. Obviously, I'm going to choose my family. My Grandmother helped raise my brother and I, and she did so happily. She lived directly across the street, and was a solid … Continue reading Eighty One Years Old

Eleven Years Ago

2018-12-232018-12-24 Miss Poison December, In Memory, My Father, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing December 23rd, Difficult Times, Emotional Pain, Emotions, Holidays, Honesty, In Memory, Musings, Observations, Poison In Lethal Doses, Thoughts, Writing

I buried my father eleven years ago today. It is the exact day; a cold Sunday that seemed to go on forever. When a funeral home employee pulled me aside that day and asked me to identify the body, I tried holding my brother back, in an attempt to shield him from what I'd just … Continue reading Eleven Years Ago

With Love

2018-01-172018-01-17 Miss Poison In Memory In Memory, Loss, Love, Pain

"Your life was a blessing, your memory a treasure. You are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure." -Unknown "When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure". You were everything to me for nearly eighteen years. My heart is heavy today, as I look up at the box containing your ashes, a … Continue reading With Love

He Is Not Dead

Quote 2017-11-15 Miss Poison In Memory, Quotes In Memory, James Whitcomb Riley, Loss, Quotes

“I cannot say, and I will not say That he is dead. He is just away. With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand, He has wandered into an unknown land And left us dreaming how very fair It needs must be, since he lingers there. And you—oh you, who the wildest yearn … Continue reading He Is Not Dead

Some People, They Can’t Just Move On…

Quote 2015-07-08 Miss Poison Honesty, In Memory, Pieces Of Me, Quotes Honesty, In Memory, Mourning, My Grandfather, Pieces Of Me, Quotes, Sarah Dessen

“Some people, they can’t just move on, you know, mourn and cry and be done with it. Or at least seem to be. But for me… I don’t know. I didn’t want to fix it, to forget. It wasn’t something that was broken. It’s just…something that happened. And like that hole, I’m just finding ways, … Continue reading Some People, They Can’t Just Move On…

Memories

2015-05-202015-08-08 Miss Poison Life, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Family, Grief, In Memory, Loss, Love, Memories, My Uncle, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sorrow, Writing

There are so many things in life that can be chalked up into two different categories: Good memories and bad memories. There are also "middle of the road" memories, but I'll leave that for another day. I woke up way too early this morning. It was still dark outside. I couldn't quite put my finger … Continue reading Memories

Mother & Daughter

2015-05-17 Miss Poison Adult Orphans, In Memory, Motherless Daughters, My Mother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, Strength, Writing Best Friends, Friendship, Honesty, In Memory, My Mother, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, Writing

First friend; best friend. The reason I am who I am. The person who encouraged me never to follow, but always to lead. Guide-post. Lighthouse. Anchor. Part angel, part saint. The best listener. Could always see the best in me, even when I didn't believe there was any. Teacher of so much. Giver of books, … Continue reading Mother & Daughter

Seven Years

2014-12-18 Miss Poison Dad, Growth, Honesty, In Memory, Life, Loss, Pieces Of Me, Writing Blackbird by Alter Bridge, Dad, Honesty, In Memory, Life, Loss, Music, Pieces Of Me, Writing

Seven years can change everything. I walked out of the house the other day and for the first time, I did not have issues about this moment. It's not about 'coming to terms', but maybe it's about 'coming to a new place'. Maybe it is a sign that my soul has learned how to handle this … Continue reading Seven Years

There Is A Place…

Image 2014-11-152014-11-15 Miss Poison Family, Generosity, Images/Photos/Quotes, In Memory, Inspiration, Life, Light, Love, Pieces Of Me, Reflection, Strength Images/Photos/Quotes, In Memory, Inspiration, Love, Michael David Virtue, My Uncle

In Memory of my Uncle, who passed away suddenly three years ago. Today would have been his 62nd birthday. If anyone lived life to the fullest and gave with his whole heart, it was him. He was my guide post for so much in my life, and for that I will forever be grateful. RMP … Continue reading There Is A Place…