Author Archives: Mrs. Spit

Gracie

Posted on August 20, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I put Missy down on Thursday, on Friday I woke up and there was no dog. For the first time in 20 years, I didn’t have a dog. Gracie does not replace Missy. Missy did not replace Delta, who did … Continue reading →

Posted in Dogs | 4 Comments

Living Small

Posted on August 14, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I have no problem with the Buddhist assertion that life is suffering. I say this not in a cynical world weary sort of way. It’s just a statement of fact. Life involves suffering. What I struggled with is the idea … Continue reading →

Posted in irrelevant reverence, Learning Life | 3 Comments

Not ok and still ok.

Posted on August 7, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

It isn’t ok. It will never be ok. And somehow, it will have to be ok. I’m making my way through the idea that some people find their person quickly. For some, it takes longer. And some of us? We … Continue reading →

Posted in Adult Dating | 4 Comments

Princess of Magic

Posted on August 1, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I have come to believe that our pets have their own form of magic. It’s a magic so total, so complete, and so seemingly ordinary that it explains everything. Life is simple to a pet. There are sunbeams, there are … Continue reading →

Posted in Dogs, Feats of Wonder | 8 Comments

Coda

Posted on July 8, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

The day Owen moved out, I came home from helping him move and Coda was sitting on the newel post, meowing at me. I told him it was just us now. I had to keep going because he still needed … Continue reading →

Posted in Furry Slugs, Uncategorized | 5 Comments

Piano Lessons

Posted on July 5, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I had a classmate who was really good at math. It came easily to her, like breathing. Math was . . . incomprehensible to me. I’ve learned since it isn’t that it’s incomprehensible, it’s just hard. I pass math by … Continue reading →

Posted in Learning Life, Uncategorized | 1 Comment

As Often as it Takes

Posted on June 5, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

Way back when I was in boarding school, we used to joke that God sometimes used a 50 pound hammer to get our attention. We thought perhaps wisdom was when God didn’t have to use a hammer at all. I … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

The Battle and The War

Posted on May 24, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

I gave up. I gave up on the battle and maybe the war. I’m not sure about the war. I looked at my boss and I told him I was done. I give up. I’m exhausted. I have no more … Continue reading →

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What does a Mother Look Like

Posted on May 10, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

Thus far, a flower store I often use sent me a reminder about flowers. West Jet told me what my mother most wanted was a trip (I’d say she took her final and perpetual vacation in December of 2014, but … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Loss | 3 Comments

Need Help

Posted on May 2, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

When I wrote about the break in, I told all of you that I would order a replacement bracelet for Gabe. Except I can’t. the website still exists, but repeated inquiries and requests have gone unanswered. So I did a … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Loss | 4 Comments