Thoughts are powerful! If I think that I can’t do something, I will usually give up pretty quickly. Heck, sometimes I will give up before I even start because my thoughts are so negative. Have any of you ever struggled ...
Sports was my husband’s thing. He coached our son’s baseball team. And our son's football team. The last spring he was alive he coached Steven’s baseball team. Even though he was diagnosed with a blood clot in his ...
When my husband passed suddenly at the age of 32, I was quite pregnant with our second child and was a stay at home mother to our then 18 month old. Despite being an intelligent and capable 31 year old ...
There is something surreal about going from one to two years, in terms of grief. Singular becomes plural so quickly, and you lose the ability to say "Oh, he died a year and a half ago," or "last year, I ...
As I lay here I am reminded to count my blessings. Sometimes when life has been difficult, stressful, and full of grief it is easy to focus on the negative. To focus on the sorrow instead of the joy. To ...
Simple rituals can have a HUGE impact. Over the past few years a multiple of painful losses have poured down on me. I am thankful that I was able to take some refuge from the ancient traditions I continue to ...
National Widow’s Day is May 3rd. For many, this day is insignificant. Just another national day on the calendar. But for the 3.48 million widowed men and 11.27 million widowed women living in the US, it is significant. ...
I brought a plant. Well, I actually brought a hanging outdoor plant. While this act may not be worth celebrating to you, it was a big deal to me. You see, for the past 6 years I have not purchased ...
This Saturday was National Husband Appreciation Day. It was a day I want to celebrate. It is also a day that left me feeling very torn. As a remarried widow, I want to sing the praises of my new husband. ...
Three years ago, I attended a workshop at Camp Widow that was monumental in my healing. Changed the course of my grief journey. Helped me to embrace the me I was becoming after loss. For that workshop, we had ...