As widows, we often find ourselves with uncertainty. Uncertainty about so many things. Especially if you experienced the sudden death of your husband. You know the feeling of uncertainty that drives your daily thoughts afterwards. I know the shock of ...
Neo blinked, a dull pain pulsating through his skull. “Why do my eyes hurt?” Morpheus leaned in. “You have never used them before.” This was a simple yet profound moment in the mind-shifting 1999 sci-fi classic movie The Matrix… and ...
I celebrated our 2nd Easter without my husband this year. While this year was drastically different than our first one, I decided to add a step to the holiday grief cycle—Juggling. Being widowed during the holidays is a juggling act. ...
It is Tuesday morning and I am anxiously awaiting one of the last episodes of This Is Us tonight. From the moment I was introduced to the “Big Three”, I was hooked. I love the storyline of all of these ...
Growing up I played with Barbie and Ken and all I wanted was the pink corvette, and Ken. As I played with my Barbie doll and changed her clothes, I imagined my life and what it would be like. What ...
Easter is upon us, and as with all holidays, I am struggling a bit more than usual. It’s like the ache that is always there, just under the surface of everything, bubbles up to the top. The hurt becomes a ...
Someone last week commented about how they want to handle the rough patch they are going through as I did. You still have a smile on your face and find a way to laugh. What they do not know is ...
In honor of National Poetry Month, I decided to make my first post of the month something poetry related. I have been writing poems since I first learned how to rhyme as a child. (Thanks Electric Company!) I was also ...
This is the first blog I’ve written in 7 months. Reason being is that this past year has been hard. In fact, it’s been hardest year I’ve ever had. And that includes the year Seth died. It’s been a hard ...
I am not the same person I was before Jared died. I am not the same person I was the day he died. I am not the same person I was 6 months ago. I feel like a mosaic. ...