Always and forever. Two words that can be so hard. I'll always love Jared. And I'll always miss him. Jared is forever gone from this earth. I'll spend forever, the rest of my life without him. Always ...
Father’s Day. For any widow with children, this is not an easy day. Especially for a young widow, with young kids who don’t get the chance to grow up with their dad by their side. It’s a day for grilling ...
When I became a widow, 15.5 months, ago I instantly knew that I would never marry again, and for some reason people seem to have a hard time accepting or believing that. I recognize that part of the reason is ...
Today I celebrated my 49th birthday in Africa. Africa! When my late husband and I started dating, we made a list of places we wanted to visit. When he died, we had three places left. In June of ...
We all take care of our homes like it's our child. We invest time and energy; we make sure our homes get the best of everything and look the best. It's only fair that we feel attached to the place ...
I want to start by saying that I'm a firm believer that not everything has to happen "for a reason." I think that cliché is incredibly insensitive to anyone who has gone through something as soul-crushingly awful as losing a ...
Grief is hard. And strange. And unpredictable. Just when I think I’ve figured this journey out, even just a little bit, it takes a turn and smacks me in the face with a new wave of emotion and reality. Always ...
Tomorrow would be my late husband’s 44th birthday. But instead he is forever 37. Our son and I miss Jared every day. Wish he could be here. Would love to once again celebrate his birthday with him. It’s ...
Writing doesn't come easy for me. I wish it did. I am envious of those people that can write down their thoughts in a flowing, coherent and reflective way without second-guessing or heavily editing. Maybe someday I’ll get there. When ...