by KimBoo York | Aug 12, 2024 | Grief, Mourning, Reflections
“Oh shit, it’s 2024 isn’t it?” Gina, glancing up from her laptop, gave me a confused look. “Uh, yeah? Has been all year. Why?” “In about a month, my mother will have been dead for thirty years.” We looked at each other in shock. She never knew my mother. Most people...
by KimBoo York | Mar 31, 2016 | Mourning
I went to a poetry reading the other night, which is not something I do very often. Not for lack of interest, but, I suppose, lack of exposure. For instance, some people do not grow up around music. Their parent’s didn’t play instruments and did not own...
by KimBoo York | Jul 20, 2015 | Grief, Mourning, Reflections
I had to call the landlord today about a possible water leak at the apartment. This simple act threw me into a long, dreary and painful panic attack. It is the absolute worst to be sitting on the bus, going to work, trying to count your breaths and not keel over like...
by KimBoo York | May 4, 2015 | Atheism, Mourning
Can we, as atheists with no real common denominator other than what we don’t believe in, use celebrity mourning as any kind of guide or measure for more personal tragedies? I think so. The thing that strikes me about the events I bring up here, from Princess Di to...
by KimBoo York | Apr 7, 2015 | Caretaking
Recently, I told a friend to buy some coloring books. Even to me it seems like an out-of-the-blue suggestion, and after I commented on her Facebook post I felt a little idiotic. Who tells a grown woman in a stressful, chaotic time of her life to buy a coloring book?...
by KimBoo York | Sep 15, 2014 | Grief, Mourning
I respect the power of migraines. I have spent the majority of my life living with people who suffered regularly from them, and I believe that they are as close to dark magic as is possible to exist in our world. I’ve always have and always will feel privileged...
