Lately I have been sucked into a very intense grief storm. Every time I think I can breathe again, another wave comes crashing in. Even after reaching out and utilizing my resources, ...
It finally happened. I'd read about it in some widow groups that I'm a member of, but had never personally experienced it myself. I've even had the audacity to think to myself, "Wow, these women know some really insensitive people!" ...
Another Coping Mechanism: Salt Lamps By: Jill Hochman Board Member Hope for Widows Foundation Have you ever seen a salt lamp? They look like this: Some people think they are beautiful. Some people (including me) think they are ugly. ...
I instantly recognized the masturbating woman in my husband’s saved email file. I could hear her children playing in the next room. I could see her wedding photos on the wall behind the bed she was lying (and sometimes bent over) on. I admired her bed frame as she began moaning my husband’s name. ...
Dear Hope Sisters: When the Directors of the Hope for Widows Foundation asked me to post something in honor of the Jewish High Holidays and our Jewish Hope Sisters, I truly began to think. This thinking seemed to be ...
Those pesky “on this day seven years ago” Facebook running reminders are torturous. On this day seven years ago I was at the Brooklyn Arts Museum with my husband. We weren’t married or engaged at the time, but dating. We'd ...
It was the second July since my husband John's suicide and my first July living in San Diego. My best friend since teenage-hood, Lynnette and I were desperate to get away from our five children. We had recently become roommates ...