Phone calls were no longer so far in between, but they were not everyday either. He never called 2 days in a row and sometimes he would go up to 10 day’s between calls. We always had pleasant conversations. We would talk about his day or mine, what was new with the family, or he... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: (58)
Bonus 1st Thanksgiving As I set here writing about my Thanksgiving for my Blog To Know me is to Know my family, going through all of the Thanksgiving with fond memories, I realized that I hadn’t written about the First Thanksgiving with Jace*----. So forgive me this is out of sequence in the story, but... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: Do I detect a little jealousy and concern? (57)
The morning after ugh! No, we aren’t talking about a hangover. We are talking about reality and having to deal with a damaged car. When we got home last night, we really didn’t stop to access the damage of the car. One it was a long way home from Arizona to California going a very... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: Can I get past the pain? Ghost hunting may be a distraction (56)
At the end of our last phone call Jace*---- asked if he would be could continue to call me. I told him yes. I just couldn’t comprehend life without him, yet the fear of being hurt again was to fresh and oh so real. So, time marches on and my indecisiveness continues. But I am... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: Second Thoughts (55)
It’s been a couple of months since Jace*---- and I broke up. I wish I could say it’s getting better but I am still trying to find my balance without him in my life. The only way I can convince myself that I will survive this is to know that we will have future lifetimes... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: I broke my promise to myself (54)
January 6th, 2004 It’s been 2 days since the breakup and I am still reeling. I miss you terribly but I will not reach out to you, no matter what. It hurts to much. My phone rings shortly after I wake up. It is my sister Janice. She has informed me that our Dad has... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: Broken hearted (#53)
That visit did not go like the others, nor did it go as well as I would have hoped for it to be. When I came back to my apartment after dropping Jace*---- off at LAX I went into the kitchen and found that he had written on my chalk board. It simply said, “I... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: WWW What Went Wrong (#52)
The morning started off with a yummy breakfast and discussion about what our plans would be for the day. Jace*---- and I decided to go see the earthquake fault and go up to the sky lift and look around. Angie and her boyfriend opted to hang out around the condo. We went out and about... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: My Jace*–the Fisherman (51)
Jace 51* Today it’s mostly about fishing. My Man is all about fishing, you can’t go to the Sierra’s without throwing in a line. Our first stop was at the Mammoth Welcome Center. It is managed by the U S Forest Service and operated with the National Park Service. We perused the pictures and the... Continue Reading →
Our Story from Start to Beyond the Grave: Behind Closed Doors (50)
It’s Tuesday, our second day at Mammoth. Jace*---- has mentioned more than once how he loves being here and is so thankful that my sister Alanna has let us stay in her condo. This is his element, his place of peace. You can see it in his eyes, hear it in his voice and feel... Continue Reading →