I have believed in God for as long as I can remember. My mother and the church indoctrinated me with visions of the cross, and on Sundays, I trailed behind her with hurried steps while she marched us towards service ...
Learning to let people help you can be very hard. I have often had to bury my ego and seek help from my Mom or sometimes, in extreme cases, church. I enjoy being the giver much more than receiving. ...
What do you do when your greatest fear becomes your unexpected reality? Did the unexpected loss make everything in your life feel ever more terrifying? Or did you feel hopeless and depressed and stop caring? This week I am reminded ...
Sometimes, as a not too recent widow, it has become harder to find people willing to listen. To locate a compassionate, willing ear. Someone who is just available to hear me rehearse past hurts and relive my experiences on this ...
There’s no one size fits all solution for coping with grief for widows. There is, however, one thing that is so versatile it will likely be something nearly every widow can benefit from. I’m talking about music. The right music ...
Grief is something that widows live with and it is also what makes everyone around us uncomfortable. The reality of grief is that it’s permanent; it’s not something we get over or outgrow. Grief exists near the surface of life ...
Photo by Skye Hatten Photography On Thursday, it was six months since I lost you. It was also your 41st birthday. I can’t believe it’s been 6 months since I last heard you say my name and I last felt ...
As widowed mothers, our lives often feel like a constant juggling act—balancing the demands of work, household responsibilities, and the overwhelming emotional weight of loss. I’ve found myself at times so consumed with trying to figure out how to pay ...
I went to my Pilates class and a song played. It hit me; I was unable to control it, so I just had to let it pass. I don’t know whether people around me caught on to what was happening, ...
I was once a firm believer in miracles. But then my life became tumultuous, culminating eventually with my husband unaliving himself. I had seen him pull through a life-threatening illness. I had seen him rise above multiple personal and legal ...