It has been six years since my husband passed away. It feels like yesterday and today all the same time. My grief has definitely changed over the years. In the beginning, I could not imagine surviving the day, the week, ...
Twenty years ago today my late husband and I stood at the altar and said I Do. I do in sickness and in health. I do for richer, for poorer. I do in good times and in bad. I ...
Tomorrow will be 6 years since Jared died. 6 long years. Yesterday. And forever. Typically for me the day before is the hardest day. The day before his borthday The grief hits like a tsunami. Sucker punches me in ...
August 30th is National Grief Day. It is a day to remind others that grief is not linear. That we never “get over it.” Everyone grieves differently. My grief journey is unique. Every widowed person grieves in their own way. ...
When my husband died, I was devastated. Absolutely devastated. I had no idea how I was going to survive. Wasn’t even sure if I wanted to. There were times I wished I had died with him. I had no idea ...
People tell me you are so strong, I don't know how you do it. My response to them is I didn't have a choice. When someone you love more than life itself dies, no one gives you the choice to ...
We are halfway through 2020. And as I sit here at my weekend retreat watching the sun shining through the trees and hearing the river flowing so peacefully, I am reminded to count my blessings. This has been a ...
Sunday will mark the sixth Father’s Day we have celebrated without Jared. I count my blessings that my son was able to celebrate 10 Father’s Days with his dad. But somehow that doesn’t feel like enough. 10 years that have ...
Tonight my heart aches. Aches in a way words cannot describe. Aches for a man who’s been gone for far too long. And lived for far too short a time. On Sunday, my late husband would be celebrating his ...