Category Archives: life changes

pomp and circumstance

Posted on May 30, 2011 by

pomp: n. splendid or magnificent The heat in the gym was like an uninvited guest.  A large, pushy, smothering uninvited guest. Regardless of my choice to wear capri pants and a sleeveless top, my black gown was sticking to me … Continue reading →

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not my day

Posted on March 3, 2011 by

Hey, Red Dress Clubbers (and anyone else wandering in)…it’s me, Katie from Sluiter Nation.  This is my other blog where I write about stuff that I feel just doesn’t vibe with what Sluiter Nation is about–my immediate family and our … Continue reading →

Posted in being an adult is really not that great, cancer, changes, he died, i can't handle death, life changes, missing a you and a me, nonfiction, not being part of the group, out of my control, Pops, Red Dress Club, Saying Goodbye, stuff that means stuff | Tagged , , , , | 27 Comments

Recovery

Posted on February 6, 2011 by

I had never been in a recovery room before and I am not sure what I expected. I think I expected to smell something.  But the smell never came. I think I expected there to be more people.  But it … Continue reading →

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Surrender

Posted on January 21, 2011 by

This piece is Part 2 to this piece. It will make more sense if you read Part 1 first.  Go ahead.  We can wait. Welcome back.  Here is that conversation that was finally had: I was both terrified and excited … Continue reading →

Posted in beach love, changes, doing something new, giving in to fate, how i met your father, life changes, life decision, nonfiction, Red Dress Club, together | 10 Comments

the first time around.

Posted on December 9, 2010 by

The first time I saw him he was sitting on a stool, sort of leaning his 6′ 4″ hulking football player body forward with his elbows on his knees behind the customer service desk at Family Fare. His hat was … Continue reading →

Posted in beach love, doing something new, giving in to fate, how i met your father, i like heavy metal, life changes, life decision, memories from being a dumb college kid, nonfiction, out of my control, Red Dress Club, things we don't talk about | 17 Comments

a day at the beach

Posted on November 10, 2010 by

Again, I didn’t belong there. I can’t remember getting on the boat; the first thing I remember is watching two visibly older parents (made older by the events of the past month) watching a boat full of family take what … Continue reading →

Posted in beach love, being an adult is really not that great, being free, i can't handle death, life changes, missing a you and a me, nonfiction, out of my control, Red Dress Club, stuff that means stuff, things we don't talk about, we are supposed to remember | 14 Comments

Devil Inside

Posted on October 28, 2010 by

That look she just gave you?  It’s because she doesn’t agree with how you parenting your child. (Why the hell didn’t you clean the bathroom?  What have you been DOING all day?) ANGER ANGER ANGER ANGER ANGER ANGER ANGER ANGER … Continue reading →

Posted in being an adult is really not that great, life changes, me, Mental Health, nonfiction, out of my control, Postpartum Depression, Red Dress Club, things we don't talk about | 39 Comments

The Day That Exploded

Posted on September 13, 2010 by

This week everyone is remembering.  Because we are not supposed to forget. So I will remember…. I was teaching middle school Spanish. The assistant principal came to the door to say a plane had crashed in the World Trade Center … Continue reading →

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missing a you

Posted on August 29, 2010 by

A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.”   ~William Wordsworth Today my family went to the beach. We got their via boat because this particular beach is inaccessible by land unless you walk a LONG way. The … Continue reading →

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Who Sucked Out the Feeling?

Posted on August 25, 2010 by

Sunday has been my favorite day of the week for a long time.  Even now, after the fact, I have come to love Sunday again.  But for a while, Sunday was unbearable, debilitating me into a useless ball of nothingness. … Continue reading →

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