While You Were Gone III

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
All, Mom Leave a Comment

Though this week, even though I’ve been down here for fifteen months really solidified the move. No longer wanting to fork out the hundreds of dollars for storage, I got rid of everything, keeping only a few boxes of things I couldn’t toss. The good news is everything I gave up is going to charity, so it gets a second …

Goodbye

And here we are…

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Bar, Friends, Mom Leave a Comment

So it turns out to be true: Time will move us forward. Three-hundred and sixty-five days ago I was sure in my thinking that I’d be right here. That was correct. Who would be with me was incorrect. It’s been three-hundred and sixty-six days since the moment Mom passed away. How odd it stills seems. Rather than let the anniversary …

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Brittle

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Death, Mom, Opinion Leave a Comment

The persona of myself created in book pages is something I enjoy. So much so that it can be difficult to tell what is me and what is the character of my creation. This has come to light more so in the last week with Mother’s Day arriving. A few friend’s reached out to ask if I was okay. I …

Dust in the Wind

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Mom Leave a Comment

As my mother’s birthday drew closer anxiety set in. I wasn’t sure how I’d react to be honest. Things have been as normal as ever, in a sense it’s almost like nothing ever happened. When the day finally arrived I woke in an obnoxiously good mood. So good, if I were a stranger on the street I’d feel inclined to …

split personality

Hello Me

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Mom, Opinion Leave a Comment

We spend our lives trying to figure out who we are…or who we think we are and who people perceive us. For a long time I’ve thought I figured this piece of life out, so much so that the voices in my head were identified as additional personalities to keep life entertaining and to provide an easy excuse to turn …