My dearest girl, I write this letter to you 3 years after the worst time of your life and hope that these words are what you need to hear as you struggle to get out of bed and find meaning ...
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 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, ...
As I approach my 3 year anniversary of being a widow, I can't help but really reflect on what this all has meant. There are a ton of anniversaries throughout the year from the first date, proposal, the day we ...
Before I became a widow, self-care was an easy term that I used to describe my social outings, spa days, shopping and anything else that I wanted permission to do. In my life, self-care was a practice of joy and ...
Muddle: to act in a confused or aimless way Most days, I’m muddling through. I make mistakes. I forget to do things. I forget when trash day is. Or I just don’t take it out because it’s raining and I ...
Valentine's Day is in the review mirror. For some, this may have been your first V-Day without your person and you are simply celebrating that you made it through without torching the pink and red section in your nearby CVS. ...
IT’S OKAY: EVEN THOUGH IT DOESN’T FEEL OKAY How many times do you look at other people and what you think is their amazing life? And wish you had their happiness? I never wish that I had what someone else ...
Anyone who knows me, knows that I’m not a good liar. I get all flushed and red in the face, I can’t make eye contact and inevitably I stumble over my own words in trying to make up a story ...