Monday Morning Musing: In Bruce's Own Words
I’ve written so much about Bruce’s death and my grief. But Bruce lived a big life. And he would have been the last person to tell you...
Peace be with you
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I’ve written so much about Bruce’s death and my grief. But Bruce lived a big life. And he would have been the last person to tell you...
The Pacific Northwest is having a heat wave just now….we reached 90 degrees yesterday and the same is forecast for today and tomorrow. ...
Time, as we grieve, as I grieve, has taken on a strange quality. Twenty three days of May were lost to the calendar, it seems, and belong...
There’s so much that I learned from Bruce over the almost two decades of our relationship. It was fortuitous that, while we held the...
I am really just winging this grieving/bereavement thing. Honestly. Someone recently chastised me, me, over here still counting in...
This one hits so differently this year. Honestly, everything hits differently now. Making coffee, going to sleep, waking up….nothing is...
I’m beginning this Monday after a full and lively weekend of celebrations for my new colleague at Gloria Dei,  Pastor Zach. Or, as the...
Bruce proposed marriage to me in the least romantic place possible….in front of a STOP sign while parked in the carpool line at my...
In the days following Bruce’s death I had a repeated longing to talk to my maternal grandmother, my Nanny. She has been gone from this...
Bruce and I were never consistent about how we celebrated Independence Day. Sometimes we just stayed at home. Sometimes we braved the...
Yesterday I realized that we would have no June 31st on the calendar to mark the month since Bruce’s death.  As we do in September,...
There is a store near Pike Place Market called Metzker’s Maps. I’ve always loved this shop where everything they sell is designed to...
Lean on me, when you’re not strong, I’ll be your friend, I’ll help you carry on, for it won’t be long ‘til I’m gonna need, somebody to...
Friday, June 13, 2025 When Bruce was in the hospital, the day shift nurse always changed the day and date on the white board in his room,...
For the past month, the majority of my writing has been posted to Caring Bridge. There was, I believe, exactly one Substack post in what...
For the first time since I started this Eastertide gratitude practice, I’ve let it lapse. It’s not that I am not grateful for many...
Now that the PNW is trying its hardest to give us more consecutive days without rain, I’ve been walking outside more often than I do in...
This morning I read that the National Institutes of Health were going to cut funding that supports research into women’s health,...
One of the positive things about Social Media is that it’s possible to go back and see what we’ve posted on this date in years past. For...
I’ve long considered three my lucky number. I don’t know why exactly, but I don’t have to look far for the best example. I am the very...