Category Archives: Morbid adventure

Selfie Exploration

I’m usually the one behind the camera when my family travels, so there are lot of photos of my daughter — and some of my husband — but very few of me.  I’ve gotten better about trying to get at … Continue reading

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If I knew how to goit, I would goiter

The month after my brother died, my throat began to feel really weird: like my voice had turned sideways and lodged at the base of my neck. In the bathroom mirror, I saw a large round lump on the left … Continue reading

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Death Salon Seattle

It’s taken me all week to decompress from my jam-packed weekend in Seattle. This was the seventh Death Salon (the third I’ve attended) and I met so many amazing, curious — dare I say morbid — people from around the … Continue reading

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Summer is fading fast

This is not how I thought the summer would go: full of doctor appointments and hospital visits.  I assumed that the neurologist we saw four days after school got out would have all the answers.  I suspected my daughter’s headaches … Continue reading

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Goldy in Memoriam

When my daughter was almost 5, we bought her a starter pet: a pair of goldfish.  She named them, so of course the plain orange one was Goldy.  The white one with orange and black blotches was Poppy (I had … Continue reading

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