After reading the news, and having a good cry, I thought about how Internet friends can be some of the best friends ever.
Mourning and Internet friendships
Author: Lynn Haraldson
For more than 25 years, I've been writing about love, change, grief, and (occasionally) politics, trusting that there is more that unites than divides us. When I address weight-ish issues these days, it’s through a different lens than when I wrote my Lynn’s Weigh blog (2005-2015). May it–and my scale–rest in peace. I was 33 and blond when I started my writing career. Now, 58 and gray, I feel like (with apologies to The Carpenters) I’ve only just begun to live…and write.
What if he wins?
Look, I know he lies. And he’s got a thing for dictators and Hitler, and maybe a little Putin puddin’ on the side (wink wink nudge nudge).
When “just a car” isn’t just a car
Turns out, I’m attached to freedom.
When Grief takes a Twist
"Do we ever truly let go of the people with whom we’ve been intimate on some level? Doesn’t a part of them live on inside us forever?"
Letting go… of diet culture
"My participation in diet culture was not only time-consuming, but mind-consuming"
“Will you sign this?” — 8-year-old me
"I only hope that in knowing me, I enhanced their lives, too."
Show Up for Goodbye
But hospice is its own kind of limbo, isn’t it? It’s crowded with feelings, but offers no crystal ball to tell us how we’ll feel when that life is actually over.
The Needle and the Projects Done
What creative endeavor do you lose yourself in?
Man vs Bear: Lynn’s Version
Not surprisingly, many women chose the bear. Also not surprisingly, many men chimed in with their mansplainations about why women were wrong.
Smokey, the Old Canoe Paddler
Smokey was sneaky. Houdini-like. He was born under a “wand’rin’ star, or as Jim liked to say, he paddled his own canoe.
Lynn Haraldson, Author and Writing Mentor 