Dusky edwards

Category: dad

  • Depression

    I’m pretty sure I had it. I still might have it. I’ve been through too much the last 3 years. Not to brag but I’m certain some wouldn’t have made it out alive, enduring what I did. I am better than I was. I’ve fought. I’ve struggled. It’s been so hard. I am not fully…

  • My Way Home

    My Way Home

    I lived 6 different places before the age of 8. Lately, I’ve been thinking about those places, what they were like, what life was like, etc. I try to remember what my room looked like, the names of friends, my teachers. I do remember being home alone a lot. My mom worked. And we had…

  • Goodnight Dad

    When it’s midnight and you happen to check your phone only to see your dad had called at 11:23! Your heart STOPS. IT STOPS. You call back, panicked. You review all the potential emergencies in your head like a rolodex, certain you will have to rush over. You’re hoping for a miracle. The voice that…

  • Forgiveness

    “Most of us need time to work through pain and loss. We can find all manner of reasons for postponing forgiveness. One of these reasons is waiting for the wrongdoers to repent before we forgive them. Yet such a delay causes us to forfeit the peace and happiness that could be ours.” -James E. Faust…

  • Gratitude & Authenticity

    I haven’t been posting all the gratitude moments that I’ve been writing.  I’m not feeling humbled and gracious all the time.  Frustrations arise.  Exhaustion is a constant. That’s just life. One entry was accidentally deleted by me.  The others just aren’t flowing the way I’d like.  So, I have them saved in draft form.  Writing…

  • I’m With You

    I’m With You

    “Be who you needed when you were younger.” I found this quote while grieving the loss of my mother, pregnant with my first girl.  That in itself, not fucking fair. My son, just starting 2nd grade, had to be told that he’d never see his best friend again.  My husband had tried to explain to…

  • Father’s Day

    Father’s Day

    I have mourned the loss of my older brother for over 20 years.  He took himself away from us by suicide. I’ve mourned the loss of my mother.  Cancer robbed us of her. And what I have come to realize is I have also been mourning the loss of a person just as much a…