I work for a non-profit, helping those in poverty. One of the most important resources one can have to move out of poverty is to have relationships with those who can encourage and be an example in the journey. One ...
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Note: This essay is VERY personal and is the result of much thought about posts I have seen from other widows and widowers. Some of us got to choose whether to be present when our spouse died, others did not ...
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I started participating in triathlons a little over 10 years ago. I loved the energy, the swimming and the biking. I did not like the running. I have tried and tried to like running. Our community has the kindest running ...
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Today I found myself with a little time to go through my husband's email and Facebook accounts. Yes, I know his passwords because he would forget them and ask me. As I scrolled through the emails that filled his inbox, ...
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Last week, I had dinner with a friend who came into my world after we were both widowed. I am about six months ahead of her. We spent three hours talking, laughing and crying (just me). We explored and discussed ...
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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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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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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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I was a sprinter in my younger days and that is how I tend to live life. Go fast and go hard. The thought of running longer distances did not appeal to me at all. Steady pace? Nah. I just ...
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