Tag Archives: my life

Two Years Out (104)

Posted on May 12, 2013 by shoshwrites3

Has it really been two years since the fire? Just a couple of weeks ago I was thinking about how people get through bad events in their lives – it was the week of the Boston Marathon bomb and West, … Continue reading →

Posted in House Fire, Uncategorized | Tagged Buddy, daughter, dogs, Downscaling, empty nest, family, fire, moving, my life, neighbors, personal memoir, Rosie, son | 4 Comments

It’s not really the end … (103)

Posted on June 29, 2012 by shoshwrites3

Last weekend I had a housewarming party. I’ve been in my new home for over 3 months now, and while there are still a few mini-projects to finish up, the house is basically unpacked, decorated, and settled. This party was … Continue reading →

Posted in Blogging, Depression, Dogs, House Fire, My Life, New Beginning, Personal Memoir, Son, Writing | Tagged AAA insurance, Bastrop fires, blogging, Buddy, burn unit, colleagues, contractor, daughter, dogs, empty nest, ER, fire, house fire, housewarming party, insurance, mental illness, my life, personal memoir, realtors, Rosie, smoke inhalation, son's depression, Specialty Restoration of Texas, writing | 8 Comments

Seeking Closure (102)

Posted on June 17, 2012 by shoshwrites3

Are we there yet? I knew that reaching the one-year anniversary of my house fire would not bring full closure, but I guess I was hoping deep down that I’d be able to close the door firmly on this episode … Continue reading →

Posted in House Fire, My Life, Personal Memoir | Tagged closure after crisis, ER, family, fire, fire anniversary, house fire, insurance, my life, personal memoir, personal property, post-trauma, recovering from fire | 1 Comment

Deja vu (101)

Posted on June 5, 2012 by shoshwrites3

The past week I had an eerie feeling of deja vu. My daughter Sarah was soon to return home for the summer, just as she had last year about this time, and she was returning to a unknown house and a … Continue reading →

Posted in Daughter, Depression, Downscaling, My Life, New Beginning, Personal Memoir | Tagged daughter, deja-vu, Downscaling, empty nest, family, fire, house, insurance, moving, my life, personal memoir, son, son's depression | 1 Comment

To blog or not to blog? (100)

Posted on May 24, 2012 by shoshwrites3

Have I really written 100 entries? This seems almost as incredible as reaching the one year anniversary of the fire. I began posting this blog about six weeks after the fire, but it soon caught up to real time. Friends … Continue reading →

Posted in Blogging, Depression, House Fire, My Life, Personal Property | Tagged empty nest, family, fire, Judaism, my life, personal memoir, soccer, son's depression, travel adventures, writing | 3 Comments

One Year Anniversary (99)

Posted on May 13, 2012 by shoshwrites3

As I write this chapter, it is exactly one year since I got the call from my neighbor, while I was getting off the airplane, telling me there was a fire at my house and my son was on the … Continue reading →

Posted in Change, Depression, Family Crisis, House Fire, My Life, Personal Memoir, Son, Stress, Turkey, Uncategorized | Tagged BAMC, Bastrop fires, Brooke Army Medical Center, change, daughter, dogs, empty nest, father's death, fire, fire anniversary, house, immigration laws, insurance, miscarriage, my life, personal memoir, post-trauma stress, reactions, smoke inhalation, son, son's depression | 3 Comments

Unpacking Memories (98)

Posted on May 9, 2012 by shoshwrites3

Muchos libros. Carlos, the man installing my new windows, said this as he saw me trying to organize the piles and piles of unpacked books stacked haphazardly on shelves in my study. They’re not just books, I told him. They’re memories … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, Personal Memoir | Tagged books, books as memories, children's books, fire, furniture, German, Jewish, Judaism, memories, moving, my life, personal memoir, Russian, soccer, Spanish | Leave a comment

One Person’s Junk (97)

Posted on April 25, 2012 by shoshwrites3

Unpacking one’s possessions is a process of discovery. Or rather, rediscovery. I’ve moved often enough in my life, packing and unpacking many of the same things, so this shouldn’t come as a surprise. Each time I pack, I weed out … Continue reading →

Posted in Moving, New Beginning, Personal Memoir, Personal Property | Tagged California, Downscaling, fire, Germany, Israel, Jewish, kibbutz Ketura, mementos, Mexico, moving, my life, objects as memories, personal memoir, Russia, Russian, tchochkes, Turkey | Leave a comment

Half empty or half full? (96)

Posted on April 15, 2012 by shoshwrites3

I’m talking about my garage, of course, not a glass of water. I’m usually a ‘half full’ kind of person, but in my current situation, ‘half empty’ would be the more optimistic view. No matter how many boxes I unpack, … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, Moving, My Life, Personal Memoir | Tagged books, contractor, Downscaling, fire, furniture, insurance, moving, my life, personal memoir | Leave a comment

Let’s Move! (95)

Posted on March 26, 2012 by shoshwrites3

“Let’s Move!” is the slogan for Michelle Obama’s cause to get kids living healthier. Adults, too, but mostly she focuses on the nation’s youth. Now, I realize that the first lady was talking about exercise and fitness, not moving households, … Continue reading →

Posted in Moving | Tagged Buddy, dogs, fire, house, Let's Move, Michelle Obama, moving, my life, personal memoir, Rosie, son | 1 Comment