He stood in line waiting to place his order at the fast-food restaurant. The line was long, full of seemingly hungry boys and girls, men and women all waiting to eat during a busy lunch time. The smell of the ...
The loss of a beloved partner is devasting and when my husband, Monty, was killed I wanted answers. Almost two years later, the answer to my initial question of “WHY?” is still elusive. After the widow’s fog lifted, even more ...
I just realized the other day that these last two phones I've gotten never once took an actual photo of Bret... Some older photos have been migrated over, but I haven't taken a new photo of him in well over ...
THE LOST PIECE When a soul mate dies It leaves a hole with a ragged edge An empty space, too difficult to patch Although I try to find another piece that fits, The shape is never quite right And the ...
The loss of our husband in our lives is a very difficult thing. Some widows may lose hope in the wake of their husband’s departure from their lives. We did everything together and life was shared in a partnership we ...
Lack of Vision The bi-products and aftermath of grief are so numerous, that even now, I’m sure there are things that I haven’t even realized yet that will affect us. Grief is like glitter, a song and quote suggest. ...
What is a Glimmer? Glimmers are small moments of joy or peace that arise from appreciating simple things like the colors of a rainbow, the scent of a flower, or the sound of the rain. Glimmers and triggers are opposites in ...
Blog written by, Author, Emma Grey Three weeks after my husband died from a heart attack in 2016, my children and I walked in Australia’s “City to Surf” fun run. We’d already entered the race, months before he died, and ...
Have you heard of the Boulevard of Broken Dreams? I think that a lot of widows would agree that at least some portion of their grief journey has been spent there, lamenting, listing the losses, and looking toward ...
What are you doing? This is not how we are supposed to be doing life. Pull it together. Stop with the tears. Get yourself up off the closet floor. People are sick of you being sad. Stop! Just stop! The ...