by Michelle Lasley | Sep 8, 2020 | Family
Peter and I were barely working between the two of us, he had been laid off and with struggles feeding Levi I was barely pulling 5 hours a week. We were at the DHS office applying for food stamps when Peter got the call that yes indeed TriMet was offering him a job. We had been at the DHS office since 7:20 am and we finally got home close to 10:30 am. We barely set our things down, relieved that there was more money in our future and we could at least buy food for our small family when the phone rang. It was my mother. It was one of those phone calls where you just know something is wrong, and how wrong it was. She asked if I was sitting down, and I think I sat down. She didn’t wait to tell me and simply said, “Cristi is dead.”
by Michelle Lasley | Jul 19, 2017 | Blogging Before SEO, Family, Parenting, The Balancing Act
My son’s age is a constant reminder of how long I’ve been without my sister, Cristi. This year, he turned ten. This year is the tenth year of her not being here. This day is the tenth year of her not being there, though we found out ten years ago tomorrow....
by Michelle Lasley | Mar 17, 2017 | Blogging Before SEO, Family, The Balancing Act
I love, so much, the outpouring of support, love, prayers, and friendly thoughts to me and my family in this time of grieving. The kindness in the thought expressed, “I’m sorry,” means a lot. But, I need to acknowledge that I am not sorry. I was...
by Michelle Lasley | Mar 16, 2017 | Blogging Before SEO, Family, The Balancing Act
It’s Thursday. It started out as a normal Thursday. But, now, it will forever be known as the day my grandfather died. He was 92. He lived a long life. He met his sweetheart in 7th or 8th grade, and they courted through high school. He served as a nurse,...
by Michelle Lasley | Sep 1, 2013 | Blogging Before SEO, Family
I begged, pleaded, “Can I please have one more?” My grandmother acquiesced, and gave me three, instead of two, hand crocheted dish cloths. I wanted them for a few reasons. Namely, my grandmother had earlier admitted that she was ready to die. She was...