Since Paul died I’ve really struggled with my identity, which is a bit ironic when I think about the identity struggle I went through as…
It’s been a year since Paul died; a year since I became Just Frances again. I made the drive to his grave in Cle Elum…
The last few weeks have been really hard. It seems that the closer I get to the anniversary of Paul’s death, the more memories I…
I finally filed my taxes. I say finally because I normally have mine completed and filed the first week of February – based on the…
I finally filed my taxes. I say finally because I normally have mine completed and filed the first week of February – based on the…
Today is my 36th birthday and to celebrate, I’ve opened a bottle of bubbly and I’m feasting on caviar, wild salmon, and Alaskan king crab. The house…
Today is Ash Wednesday and the first time I’ve gone to church since Paul died, other than his funeral and memorial service and a wedding.…
I was born in a hospital (not in a barn, as sometimes questioned by my mom, who should really know!) on 21 February 1974. The…
I hear voices in my head most days. I hear these little quips and one-liners; I hear comments and jokes; I hear moans and groans;…
Paul and I met eight years ago today, on 6 February 2002. It was such a funny and unexpected day. I was meant to be…
It dawned on me today that it’s been nine months since I buried Paul. I just don’t know how that’s possible. I still have trouble…
My new year’s resolution was simple this year, or so I thought. I resolved to find a bit of joy in each day. The idea…
I wrote not long ago about finally getting around to making arrangements for Paul’s headstone. At the time, I was maybe a little sad because…
Science has proven time and time again that scents are the biggest human memory triggers. Of course, most of us don’t need to read boring…
The last few days have been bitter-sweet for me. I’m trying to move forward with life; trying to continue doing all of the things I…
In the hours and days after Paul died, I received countless emails, Facebook messages, and sympathy cards. Everywhere I went I was bombarded with the…
I spend a lot of time here complaining about things that I find upsetting and frustrating, but there are many things that I find comforting…
I had my first doctor visit of the new year today as a follow-up after becoming quite ill on Christmas day. Sadly, a new year…
It’s the first new year of this new life and I wish I knew what it had in store for me. For possibly the first…
Several weeks ago I decided that the best way to deal with Christmas was to avoid it. I figured that if I treated it as…