A month ago my son turned 15 and received his driving permit. And now it is my responsibility to teach him how to drive. A job I would love for his dad to be able to do. When my husband ...
Dear Jim, It has been 29 months since your death. And while I have spent countless hours crying, missing you, worrying, and being angry. I haven’t given much thought about how I should be thanking you. While it might seem ...
June 23rd is recognized as International Widow's Day. It is not a day we celebrate, it is a day of honoring and bringing awareness to our widowed community. Every day is widow’s day to a widow. There is not one ...
One of the very first moments I realized that I truly was a "alone" came about a week after Nate's funeral. My dad and I were sitting at yet another bank trying to get all of me and Nate's financial ...
Holidays and milestones in life can be a trigger for grief. I am sure this weekend was especially difficult for most widows as it was fathers day. I also have my birthday this week and this year it is “milestone” ...
I met someone 5 months after Jerry died. Very unexpectedly. We became friends because I was not ready to think about another relationship. It slowly grew into something wonderful. Now almost 2 years later after meeting him, we are still ...
I catch myself talking out loud a lot when I’m alone in the car. Luckily, nowadays, the passengers in the cars around me assume I’m on a hands-free phone, so it doesn’t seem strange to see me alone gabbing away ...
I hate Father's Day. As a solo widowed mom, Father's Day is one of the days I dread most. It's harder than his birthday. Harder than his angelversary. Harder than our wedding anniversary. Because it's a reminder that my son's ...
So, I wrote a novel. Actually, it’s my second novel…and today, June 11th, is its official release day. It’s entitled Good Buddy and is a story about loss, love, family relationships, second chances, and ultimately…stepfathers and fatherhood. It’s a novel written ...
I lost one pound this week. My winter diet of donuts and wine was not working out after all. It was fun while it lasted, but it’s time for me to take back control. I’ve had enough to hurt about, ...