Reblogging for today’s Throwback Thursday.
“Oh! I love dragonflies! They do my two favorite things at the same time…f*#king and flying,” said the mother of my (then) boyfriend as we sat on the beach of Leech Lake, watching two dragonflies cruise by. Leech Lake is named after a John Leech – it’s not filled with leeches. I looked at her and thought, “I’m gonna marry your son.”
It’s been 22 years since the tragic death of my mother-in-law, Kitty. She and her fiancé were killed when a semi ran a red light. I don’t know, do we grieve differently when it’s shocking like that?
The year after Kitty died, I felt the strong need to do a ceremony of some sort, and decided to get a tattoo in her honor. She had a tattoo on her right arm – she wanted to show that she was cool in case she was ever infirmed…
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