During this Thanksgiving Eve as I am preparing for our family dinner, I am once again, reminded that “us” no longer exists in this realm of life. My husband isn’t helping me make the stuffing, peeling the potatoes, mischievously kissing ...
As we enter the season of thanks and gratitude, I am so incredibly thankful for all of my sisters who are walking the path of grief with me. I would like to share with you my story of magical dysfunction ...
I met Ray in 1976, I was 19 years old, he was 21. Six months after meeting and falling in love, we were married. Our four children, a daughter and 3 sons, joined our family in the first six years ...
I am not a writer. I am someone who took a technical writing class in college and spent years writing staff reports and analysis. I was shocked to be invited to be an author on Hope for Widows. I am, ...
Writing has always been cathartic for me. Although, I never comprehended that I would be writing as an author for Hope for Widows. My husband, my soul mate, my partner in times of bliss and adversity, and love of my ...
Hello everyone! My name is Catherine Capra-Leaf and I am so honored to be here connecting with other widowed friends! I am a widow turned author from Hugo Mn. Helping other women navigate through this difficult journey called grief has ...
Hi! We Hope For Widows writers have been asked to tell you a bit about ourselves and since I post two times a week, I will share a bit today and the rest on Thursday. I became widowed in October ...
This week, we have something special for you! Each day you will have a chance to get better acquainted with our Hope for Widows website authors, as we've asked each one, for their daily post, to share something about themselves ...
Many people have been kind to me as I have adapted to my new life. Some have said, “I don’t know if I could ever survive what you have experienced.” I am here to tell you, you can. The part ...
Since my husband’s death 2 ½ years ago, I feel like I have aged 30 years. I cringe at my own reflection. My eyes peering back at me know too much sorrow. My shoulders carry the weight of the world. ...