As I mentioned in this post, I started swimming. After practicing with my new friends, I realized I need to work on strengthening my post-surgery shoulder before joining them again, so that is what I have been doing. I have ...
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The yoke of my sorrow is a gaping, vast void as I yearn for my husband. The ripple effect for me has caused trauma, sleepless nights, spiraling health issues, doubt, frustration and a profound sense of sadness. As I strive ...
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                                                                                                                             There are so many phases and stages of the grief process that it makes my head spin. My husband was at the Mayo clinic in Rochester Mn and was in his last days on this planet. I had to ...
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I am sorry I did not post last week. Despite flu shots, the flu paid our family a visit. I do not know what I would have typed in my drugged state, but I am guessing it would have probably ...
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Before my husband Ray died, I used to "go along, to get along." In fact, I think I spent my life trying to please others. For example, I would do or say whatever I thought would make someone else's life ...
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I have been accused of not helping my friends and adult children through their grief. The truth is my accusers just might be correct. In retrospect, I was totally absorbed in my own grief and, after 6 years of caring ...
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Tomorrow, my youngest child turns 18 years old. My, how time flies! It is such a privilege to raise her and I count her as one of my dearest friends. As I have grieved the death of my husband, there ...
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I love visiting with my dad. His wife, aka Mom, died unexpectedly about six months after my husband died. We visit via Facebook where we talk about the goings on and life's ups and downs. Memories are shared, stories told ...
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