I will never forget the first time I saw my dad cry. I was nine years old, and my great-uncle passed away. Here the strongest man I knew, the rock of my life, sat in his chair, staring out ...
As I walk in, I can feel the cold of the room being met with the warmth of the souls entering it. I find a seat and sit down. Staring towards a section of empty seats, I find myself ...
The Grieving Grinch With the holiday season upon us, let us take the time to acknowledge that not only is it the most wonderful time of the year, but the worst and hardest time of the year. Some might ...
I opened the blinds this morning, and the fog was thick. The deck that sat out my back door was about twelve feet; I could barely see the ending. There was no sighting of the beautiful pond that frequented many ...
I had written this, what I believed to be, an amazing blog. I shared about facing struggles in our journeys and having the foundation to stand firm when life seems to be hitting us on all sides. Walked to my ...
What’s in your box? This question needs to be addressed by all widows and had me re-evaluating my widow journey. I know you are asking “what box” is she talking about? As I sat in church listening to my Pastor ...
How long does your smell stay in your clothes? I thought I was ready. Then I quickly found a lump forming in my throat. Walked to the garage and cried. Returned to our closet, the closet I had spent many ...
Do you hear that? Can you figure out what that sound is? The silence was deafening. The house had gone from a rotating door of loved ones coming to visit Douglas to just completely wide open to coming in to ...
Where have you been? Oh, I have been fighting a battle within. I have been trapped in darkness. I have been traveling my journey alone, by my own choice. I’ve been furious; this is the angriest I have ever ...