Today is the 25th of the month. And a Monday. A date on the calendar that changed my life forever. A reminder of the worst day of my life. It’s been 49 months since that date on the calendar struck, and ...
I’ve not found a good way to tell someone that I’m a widow. A few months after Seth passed away, I went out with some neighbors for a mom’s night out. It was much needed and so good to laugh ...
This is the first blog I’ve written in 7 months. Reason being is that this past year has been hard. In fact, it’s been hardest year I’ve ever had. And that includes the year Seth died. It’s been a hard ...
This week my baby girl started kindergarten. Such a big milestone. She’s been waiting for so long to get on that bus and be at school with the big kids. Three years to be exact. Since watching her brother step ...
When Seth died, a dear friend who had also just recently lost her husband suggested I fill my social media feed with inspirational quotes. She told me she found it was better than seeing a news feed full of happy ...
Father’s Day. For any widow with children, this is not an easy day. Especially for a young widow, with young kids who don’t get the chance to grow up with their dad by their side. It’s a day for grilling ...
Grief is hard. And strange. And unpredictable. Just when I think I’ve figured this journey out, even just a little bit, it takes a turn and smacks me in the face with a new wave of emotion and reality. Always ...
This is the third year that National Widows Day applies to me. I’d say it’s my third anniversary of celebrating the day, but that feels strange to say. It doesn’t feel celebratory. And it still doesn’t feel like a day ...
Seth loved flowers and would always surprise me with them even from the early days we were together. He would go to the flower shop in our small college town and would buy me a rose or two and bring ...
It’s so hard to believe we are headed into our third Christmas without Seth. Sometimes it feels like the last Christmas we had with him was just yesterday. Other times I can’t even remember what we did on our last ...