Author Archives: Polly Kozee

I have written and rewritten this post so many times. I knew when I started it would be hard to put into words. It’s hard to write down how someone’s absence can affect your day to day life.  My parents showed us a love that was like none other. They sacrificed.  They struggled.  They lovedContinue reading “april”

I haven’t written anything on here lately. I was studying for the registry all summer, planning our wedding, and started a full-time job. I don’t know why I feel the need to defend my absence to the two people who read this. When J and I were trying to pick a date, he let meContinue reading “november”

Instead of easing into this story gently, I’m just going to dive right in. Pun intended. In February, my daddy went to the Fisharama and ended up winning a fishing trip! So we loaded up Sunday morning and headed out to Steinhatchee, FL for three days of fishing, swimming, and eating. Oh wait, I forgotContinue reading “members of the river club”

Every Valentine’s Day, my mom had a way of making us feel special. She’d leave us a card and a little goodie. And it wasn’t repetitive, it wasn’t a “I know what I’m getting this year” or “Chocolate and a card…again”. No. She was full of surprises. She catered to us and what we liked…becauseContinue reading “the greatest love”

I told myself I’d only post once a month or so. It wouldn’t be a frequent thing. Because who wants to read the musings of a sad girl’s mind….wait, is anyone actually reading this? I was lucky to have a lucky Penny in the flesh. I want to share a special moment I had withContinue reading “Penny for your thoughts”

It feels like this past month has lasted a whole year. I have lost the concept of time. Sometimes, I don’t even know what day it is. This year has been the most difficult year of my life. The past four months were the most intense and hardest – mentally, emotionally, and physically. A monthContinue reading “time”

Losing a parent is hard…but losing a parent right before a holiday takes the cake. I’m a puddle of emotions trying to stand in the same kitchen she did and make everything she made. It’s our first holiday without her and it’s only been two weeks since she’s been gone. It’s not the same. NothingContinue reading “all the feelings”