In the Cave Tricia Lott Williford December 22, 2013 7 Comments How are you holding up? What are you up to? I’m in bed. The short response worries me. Not good,… Read more
Prepare Him Room Tricia Lott Williford December 16, 2013 4 Comments From the archives: Teaching Tuck and Ty, December 2011 Joy to the world, the Lord has come. Let earth… Read more
Altercation. Tricia Lott Williford December 11, 2013 3 Comments “My dad died.” “No, he didn’t.” “Yes, he did. He died at Christmastime. He died.” “No, he didn’t. That can’t… Read more
No Socks. Tricia Lott Williford December 10, 2013 6 Comments When I get overwhelmed, and sometimes I do, especially in December, my house is the first thing to go. No,… Read more
The Fact Is: I am Okay. Tricia Lott Williford December 4, 2013 5 Comments There are times when I find my heart in someone else’s words. When that’s the case, I don’t try to… Read more
Mourning and Rejoicing Tricia Lott Williford November 22, 2013 1 Comment Sorrow never entirely leaves the soul of those who have suffered a severe loss. . . . but this depth… Read more
When Authenticity Was a Poor Choice Tricia Lott Williford October 29, 2013 5 Comments “Good morning, Tricia! And how are you today?” I have a half-second lead time to decide: to be authentic or… Read more
Truly Something. Tricia Lott Williford September 16, 2013 1 Comment “What was the first thing you noticed about your spouse?” The women are seated on one side of the… Read more
Few Answers, Just Questions. Tricia Lott Williford September 12, 2013 5 Comments What do I do with words like these? “Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and… Read more
Heavy. Tricia Lott Williford September 4, 2013 3 Comments I looked at pictures of him. Alive. Playing with my sons, tossing them into the pool as they giggled with… Read more
The Very Happiest Thing Tricia Lott Williford July 29, 2013 9 Comments The worst part of the big dates on the calendar – anniversaries, birthdays, days we shared, days everyone still shares… Read more
Closing a Gap isn’t Healing a Wound Tricia Lott Williford July 20, 2013 9 Comments I cannot think. I cannot. I can only cry. Darkness. Hopeless. Two and a half years later. Time has… Read more
Looking Anywhere Else Tricia Lott Williford July 19, 2013 3 Comments When I miss Robb more than I can stand, when I can’t bear to look it in the face, I… Read more
Not into my July Tricia Lott Williford July 14, 2013 No Comments July, I have tried to pretend you don’t matter to me. I’ve made little mention of any of your significance… Read more
The Year I Blew It on Father’s Day Tricia Lott Williford June 16, 2013 1 Comment Robb was a pro at celebrating Mother’s Day. We didn’t have many years together as parents, but he was always… Read more
Awful Grace of God Tricia Lott Williford May 22, 2013 1 Comment Aeschylus writes – “In our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our… Read more
Minor Breakdown Tricia Lott Williford May 6, 2013 7 Comments I was in my therapist’s office when I couldn’t finish my sentences. I couldn’t follow the conversation, my brain was… Read more
I Dreamt Of Him Tricia Lott Williford May 3, 2013 1 Comment I dreamt of him. I was standing at the side of the road, seemingly Nimisila Road from my childhood town,… Read more
You Let Me Impose Tricia Lott Williford March 23, 2013 7 Comments “SHE DIED ON a Monday during spring break of our senior year. After her funeral, I immediately went back to… Read more
Meet The Person of Their Memories Tricia Lott Williford March 12, 2013 7 Comments Please go to funerals. Go to calling hours and wakes. Please go. Perhaps you knew the person well, and it… Read more
