Oh yes, it is real! Widow fog is not a figment of my imagination. Before I became a widow, I had heard of this misunderstood phenomenon; yet, never identified or comprehended the jarring validity that it entails, as I frankly ...
Following my late husband’s death, for some reason, I was filled with an intense desire to become a totally honest person. It’s not that I had a problem with honesty before Ray died. Well … maybe a little problem. After ...
I left Stanford University Hospital in the early evening the day my husband died. As I walked across the grounds surrounded by my children, I could see Hoover Bell Tower in the distance, the bells were ringing. I was numb ...
Last week, I again buckled under the erratic pendulum of grief as my health took a dive. I have struggled with numerous, chronic, auto-immune issues for years; however, since my beloved husband’s death they have significantly escalated and new ones ...
I recently learned that most animals in the wild run from a storm; however, not the buffalo. The buffalo will walk right into a storm and walk right through it. Let me explain how this can be applied to our ...
Today I found myself with a little time to go through my husband's email and Facebook accounts. Yes, I know his passwords because he would forget them and ask me. As I scrolled through the emails that filled his inbox, ...