This week I had the opportunity to again attempt to help people understand a widow’s journey- or specifically my journey. I presented at a university’s 15th annual Good Grief conference where this year’s topics featured presenters speaking on mental health ...
Do you ever question who God is? Is God really good? Why does the unthinkable happen? Why do terrible things happen even if we are following God and doing our best to live the way we believe He wants us ...
Second Chance When Matt first died my heart was so broken I didn't think I would try to love again. After a year I thought maybe I could but realized I couldn't. But I took the time to heal ...
Widow Brain When I first heard the term “widow brain,” or "widows fog," I just assumed that widow brain was a difficult experience during only the earliest months of grief. As I have read more about the topic, I’ve ...
The Death Certificate looks like our marriage certificate except our union is split, cleaved from me. I’m choiceless. Onset to death 2.5 hours Treatment given from onset to death 2.5 hours Paramedics arrived at 7:03am Pronounced ...
The Greatest Gift You Can Give A Widow Sometimes the greatest gift you can give a widow is asking her about her husband. Ask her sincerely. Ask and truly listen. Speak positively, kindly and reassuringly whenever it feels right. ...
Many widows struggle through depression and sadness at an increased level during the fall and even through the long winter. A great way to counter this battle is to delve into deeper communion with God and shift your mindset ...
Three years If you told me three years ago tonight that Matt would die the day I would have never believed it. But somehow when the officer called to say he passed away I knew that he was gone. My ...
Don’t let the trauma and grief we have experienced distort who we are and who God is. As I go through challenges and troubles, the evil that I’ve experienced while alive on this earth can often limit my perspective of ...
Triggers & Trauma Crisp fall air triggers a wave of nausea. Falling leaves remind me of sitting, shocked and broken watching a group of loved ones entertain my boys with a giant leaf pile in the earliest moments ...