When Matt died people thought that I was mad at God for what happened. I wasn’t. One of the things that I remember clearly from going to the hospital was yelling it was not supposed to end like this he ...
Author Joan Didion died in December. I’ve always enjoyed her writing, but I owe her a special debt of gratitude for her memoir, The Year of Magical Thinking. In it, she described the grief and pain following the death of ...
When my late husband died, my world shattered. Life as I knew it came to a screeching halt. I had to redefine myself. Figure out who I was as a widowed, solo mom. And finding my new place ...
My late husband died three months and one day after his 47th birthday. Yesterday, I turned 47 which means I am now his final earthly age. On April 11 of this year, I will officially be older than he ever ...
2022 marks the 8th year that Jared will not know. Yet, I do my best to ensure each new year knows him. When we celebrated New Years Eve on December 31, 2013 I had no idea it would be ...
Happy New Year! I stayed up until midnight and watched the celebrations on TV. My house was quiet grandma fell asleep around 10:30 would wake up for a minute or two and then go back to sleep. I found myself ...
I had an opportunity recently to learn a valuable lesson I hope to remind myself again and again throughout the year. Setting the scene This past week I was locked out of my car in the late afternoon on a ...
The other day I was chatting with someone I had not seen in many, many years, since my husband’s funeral in 2015. In attempting to catch up on years of experiences gone by, I had to quickly determine what version ...
2021 was my first year without Matt after nine years of knowing him. I am not going to lie and say that I remember too much of it. Brain fog hit me hard for the first six months of the ...