Death sucks. There is no nice way to say it. Death SUCKS!! This week has reminded me of how blessed I am to get live each and every day. And at the same time it has reminded me ...
I have long suffered from Anxiety. This week I started to listen to Brene Brown’s new book Atlas to the Heart. I am going to be purchasing a hard copy of the book it is one that I think I ...
We are all Soldiers Marching in this New Army. We did not get excited and go into our Local Recruiting office to enlist. We did not ask for this! We were chosen for this army. We are soldiers in this ...
Ahhhh, February….the month of love. Stores are filled with reminders of this day. Red hearts are everywhere. The Hallmark Channel is celebrating Loveuary. As widows, this can be a difficult holiday. One where we remember receiving sweet words, beautiful flowers, ...
Life isn't usually the fairy tale that we all hoped for as children, and that's okay. Most of us are realists and never expected life to be Prince Charming, glass slippers and pumpkins that turn into carriages. (As cool as ...
One of my new favorite shows, 1883, has the characters saying some memorable lines. But a discussion about grief in the last episode left me sobbing in a way I haven’t in a while. It was that pleasure/pain kind of ...
My heart broke a bit this weekend in an unexpected way. We had a pretty ice storm on Friday, and I was walking around taking pictures, and then as I was feeding, I took a picture of the clouds at ...
I recently read an article by John Piper called “Don’t Waste Your Cancer”. It really got me to thinking. I don’t want to waste my husband’s cancer. His first point was: You will waste your cancer if you do ...
Children learn so many life-lessons in childhood that help prepare them throughout their life. When is it appropriate to discuss death and grief? My children were adults in their 20’s when their dad suddenly died so I did not have ...
I'll never settle down That's what I always thought Yeah, I was that kind of man Just ask anyone I don't dance, but here I am One year, three months, twenty-six days. Sitting at my desk stressed to the max ...