Messy Mornings: 3 Choices I Have Each Day Early in my personal grief journey, sometimes one of the hardest times of the day was freshly waking up. A healthy deep sleep seemed to whisk me away into some sense ...
Who is that lady?.... I’m not her anymore. Scattered throughout my home are lovely photographs of the life I lived, loved, and lost. Hilarious moments as a so in love young couple and pair of new parents. Our first chances ...
I’ve been absent from the blogging world for over six months creating a safe place. The importance of creating, developing, defining and sustaining a safe place for my daughter and I supersedes all other concerns. We all take for ...
On Monday I said goodbye to my dog. The best thing for her but still ripped out my heart. I didn't want to go home that night to a house without her in it. Feeling exhausted knowing the tiredness of ...
Once you become widowed and see just how awful people can be following your loss, sometimes one might think that particular brand of ugliness is directed just to us and our new stations in life. Maybe I'm just too sensitive ...
Fear: Grief's Constant Companion The life of widowhood and journey of grief seem to be inseparably paired with fear. Fear is grief’s constant companion. Fear of an unknown future. Fear that I have lost my identity. Fear of facing the ...
Today is not any special day between between Glenn and I but today is/was/has been hard. It was my last day to end another school. Emotions ran deep as I started the day and dealing with you not being here. ...
I know that being resentful isn't the best personality trait, but I feel it rear its ugly head sometimes. My husband Bret lost a battle to a lifetime of mental health struggles. Even though it was suicide, carried out in ...
Here I stand at the end of another school year. They go so quickly now, each year seeming to pass faster that the one before. I can honestly say that the passing of time has taught me so much but ...