The Christmas Wish All my life I use to get excited for Christmas after all most say it is the most wonderful time of the year. My eyes would light up as I hurried out of my room to the ...
The holidays are always a difficult time. I feel the loss of my late husband so much deeper this time of year. It doesn't matter how many years it's been since he died, I always wish he could be here ...
CW: Suicide/Suicide methods My husband died by suicide. All loss is painful, all deaths break hearts. Deaths by suicide, however, are more than painful; they are also taboo. I am nearly five out from that utterly devastating day and in ...
In the darkness was the woman I was before Matt died. The woman he fell in love with. Someone I forgot I was until it was pointed out to me that I was avoiding so much of the person I ...
A few months back I read a post from a widow that inspired me. There are a lot of people who write about the importance of acknowledging gratitude and counting your blessings… and this is a very good thing to ...
Intimacy is what I miss most when I think about my husband Frank. All the ways two people are intimate with each other doesn’t always involve sex. It’s the little things that make up a life together. It’s the little ...
Yesterday marked the one-year anniversary of buying my home. Somehow that does not seem possible but then I remember that I did not move into the house in June and that is probably why this time has seemed to fly ...
Oh how those Facebook memories love to pop up when my life is moving along almost as if things are normal and nothing has changed. Haven’t I always lived alone here in my ranch home? Wasn’t my daily routine always ...
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 have written in-depth about social media. It has benefits and flaws just like everything else, but I have to admit that it was incredibly helpful in the early days of my grief. Initially, I didn't think that I would ...