Seth loved flowers and would always surprise me with them even from the early days we were together. He would go to the flower shop in our small college town and would buy me a rose or two and bring ...
I wasn’t hungry or thirsty at all after Dave died so eating food and drinking water was not a priority for me. The food that was put in front of me by my loving friends and family just didn’t taste ...
Becoming a widow is hard no matter what stage of life you’re in, and the first year is brutal no matter what way you slice it. It’s not that the rest of widowhood will be easy (although 13 months ...
Walk or run at your own pace. Run outside, use a treadmill, walk the dog, get a group together – it’s your place and pace.The purpose of the virtual 5K (3.1 miles) is to get everyone active while bringing attention ...
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 ...
So many thoughts ran through my head during those first couple of years after Dave died in his sleep in 2011. I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea that a 46-year-old healthy guy would just die so suddenly. I ...
Every morning I read a list of fifty things I have to be thankful for. I started doing this a few months ago; it was something my grief therapist suggested to help me get through the uncertainty and loneliness of ...
I've gone back and forth on dedicating an entire blog post to this, but I decided that my tolerance level for the following misconception is now non-existent, so a post was valid. Not to mention, the number of widows that ...
There are sacred places. Places that were mine and Jared’s. Places we made forever memories. Places that I have not visited since his death. Places I may never visit again. Although I think someday I would like to revisit ...
