by Hollye Dexter | Mar 22, 2015 | family, Grief, loss, loss of a loved one
Erin, our art teacher Phyllis, me and Anita, Getty museum 2000 –>It’s Saint Patrick’s day, and though I push away the painful truth that she is gone, I can’t get through a single moment of this day without thinking of Anita. Her beautiful Irish brogue,...
by Hollye Dexter | May 31, 2012 | Grief, losing a friend, loss, mourning, obituary, Randy Holmes
This was our gang, a rag-tag group of rowdy kids. That’s me, the little squirt kneeling in the front row, and that’s Randy in the red and white baseball tee. Somehow our cohorts Laura, Dani and Bret didn’t end up in this picture. We were a group of neighborhood kids...
by Hollye Dexter | May 1, 2012 | family, heartbreak, international marriage, loss
A heart doesn’t break all at once. It happens a little bit each day. His tiny sock appears in the bottom of the laundry basket. I slam on my brakes and his sippy cup rolls out from under the seat. A sob catches in my throat at Target when I pass the diaper aisle and...
by Hollye Dexter | Jan 6, 2012 | Gabriel Nussbaum, Grief, healing from loss, loss, mourning
For over twenty years, Troy and I have made music with Gabriel’s family. Together, we have filled ballrooms and venues all over the country with music and laughter and joyous sound. But before Gabriel’s funeral, I never knew the sound of four hundred human souls...
by Hollye Dexter | Nov 19, 2010 | family, fire, hope through adversity, loss, new beginnings, surviving disaster
I am up this morning before the dawn, taking inventory of this day, of my life and what it means to me. In the past, this was always my worst time of year. I struggled with depression, fighting off the darkness that returned to my heart every November as the days...
by Hollye Dexter | Nov 2, 2010 | animal spirits, dogs, Grief, loss, mourning
(Brandy and Stitch playing in the living room)One late night, six years ago, I was driving Taylor and his buddies home from one of their first gigs, when suddenly a big dog ran in front of my car and laid down in the street. We pulled over and called to her. She was...