Opposition will always greet you at the door of transition. But God is greater! When my husband went to Heaven I felt like I was trapped in a snow globe. The world was outside my sphere of residence, continuing on ...
The Golden Years I never thought I’d be alone In the golden years... This stage of life we longed for Retired from the nine to five drudge Free to do anything we wanted. When we looked towards the future, we ...
I recently received a comment from a reader. And she commented that since I talked about my new husband I'm obviously no longer a widow. That I should no longer be writing on this blog. And that my blogs should ...
I had written this, what I believed to be, an amazing blog. I shared about facing struggles in our journeys and having the foundation to stand firm when life seems to be hitting us on all sides. Walked to my ...
He was right. When you put one foot in front of the other, after your husband died, it may have taken awhile, but did you - at any point - begin to run? Or just jog, maybe, but still clearly ...
“You look like shit.” That’s what my oldest brother said to me as I got in the car one morning. It was the summer of 1983, and I was a junior in high school. As part of our morning routine, ...
When I look at myself in the mirror these days I don’t know the person looking back at me. I see bags under my eyes that I use tons of makeup to cover. I can’t leave home without painting my ...
In just barely over three short months, I will have been widowed for five years. Some days it feels like it's been decades and that I really and truly know how to make it without a partner. Other days, I'm ...
Waking up way too early yesterday I get out of bed to feed the cat. I didn’t need to be anywhere for a few more hours. Climbing back into bed I couldn’t help but remember when I would make Matt ...