For some odd reason, I got the idea that as I work through this thing with my mom's passing it would be helpful or interesting to talk honestly about what it's like going through grieving, coping, and all of that stuff.  The germ of the idea came as I was having a lot of short conversations with real-life folks about how I was doing.  I realized that when we ask that question, all we ever get (and sometimes all we ever want) is a short answer along the lines of "sad, but OK".  Very seldom will you ever hear someone talk about what it's really like to walk along that path.  At the same time very seldom will you have a chance to fully share what it's like if you're the one going through it.  Even if you can find friends with enough patience, it's hard to find the words.  Like most things in my life, I find it cathartic to get it out on paper.  Thus the blog.

I don't expect this will interest all.  If it doesn't, please just pass over this diary and the other blog and rest assured BlazersEdge will continue to be my main work.  But I figured for those who have been through it and want to know how somebody else sees it, or those who have never been through it and are curious what it seems like from one perspective, it might be of interest.  In homage to the great C.S. Lewis (and because some other names I wanted were already taken) it's called "A Passing Observed".  You can find it here.

--Dave