Ten years ago, I lost my uncle and gained a daughter. I thought I understood grief – I didn’t. Turns out, it’s not something you move past. It’s something you carry, together.
Tag: family
Dragonflies and Worms. Vale Carla.
I’ve spent a silly amount of time trying to figure out how to start this piece, classic Tanya has already written a heap, but figured out the start would be future Tanya’s problem. It’s me, hi, I’m future Tanya. That’s the thing yeah? There is … Continue reading Dragonflies and Worms. Vale Carla.
Welcome to my TAN talk. (Life Lessons)
I completely missed posting in the month of October, and I then I got so in my head about stuffing up my “1 post a month” thingo that I just didn’t bother. Then I gave myself a break (progress over perfection). Anyway, no real idea … Continue reading Welcome to my TAN talk. (Life Lessons)
Insta what?? InstaParent.
I’ve tried to rein back with what I write on here about Mia. Primarily because I want her to feel safe, and never feel like her day to day life is canon fodder for my blog, but secondly because… it’s the new normal, yeah? It’s … Continue reading Insta what?? InstaParent.
Death in the time of Coronavirus – Vale Auntie Lynette
I’ve heard of so many deaths lately. I’m not sure whether it is because I’m paying more attention, or whether it’s just one of those times. Like we’re existing in some liminal space between our old lives and new. It’s hard to process, really. With … Continue reading Death in the time of Coronavirus – Vale Auntie Lynette
3 years later – so what have you learned?
My life changed 3 years ago. Like, one of those big, life-altering moments that you hear about or see in movies. 3 years ago, my uncle died, and I inherited a small child. I’ve written about that before, that shouldn’t be a surprise to you (well, maybe).
Otranto – 23 August 1956 – Vale Nan.
My grandmother passed away this past Sunday. Aspasia “Soula” Voliotis was 86. She was born on 07/07/1932, the same exact day/year that her husband, Stan (or Stelios if you’re legit ethnic) was born.
Emotional Fight or Flight
For the vast majority of my adult life, I’ve wanted to run away. When high school got too much, when friends were hurting when life got too hard, all I ever wanted was to just, run, go away.
Ch-ch-ch-changes: Lessons in life, work and moving on.
One would assume that I am well versed in change these days. From a completely unbiased perspective, I feel that I’ve experienced a fair amount of change in the past few years. Change is a part of life; you need to change to grow. Comfort … Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-changes: Lessons in life, work and moving on.
Emotional Exhaustion & You: A beginners guide.
I wrote another blog piece. This one on emotional exhaustion. Shout out to the friend who pointed me in this direction.
Insta Parent 