Father’s Day. For any widow with children, this is not an easy day. Especially for a young widow, with young kids who don’t get the chance to grow up with their dad by their side. It’s a day for grilling ...
When I became a widow, 15.5 months, ago I instantly knew that I would never marry again, and for some reason people seem to have a hard time accepting or believing that. I recognize that part of the reason is ...
Today I celebrated my 49th birthday in Africa. Africa! When my late husband and I started dating, we made a list of places we wanted to visit. When he died, we had three places left. In June of ...
I want to start by saying that I'm a firm believer that not everything has to happen "for a reason." I think that cliché is incredibly insensitive to anyone who has gone through something as soul-crushingly awful as losing a ...
Grief is hard. And strange. And unpredictable. Just when I think I’ve figured this journey out, even just a little bit, it takes a turn and smacks me in the face with a new wave of emotion and reality. Always ...
Tomorrow would be my late husband’s 44th birthday. But instead he is forever 37. Our son and I miss Jared every day. Wish he could be here. Would love to once again celebrate his birthday with him. It’s ...
Writing doesn't come easy for me. I wish it did. I am envious of those people that can write down their thoughts in a flowing, coherent and reflective way without second-guessing or heavily editing. Maybe someday I’ll get there. When ...
A few months ago, March 23, 2021 to be exact, an international crisis happened that sent ripples throughout the world. A massive container ship, the Ever Given was stuck for over a week in the Suez Canal, one of the ...
I was at a four-day writers’ conference this past weekend. It was supposed to be on a lake in northern Michigan, but due to COVID, it was on Zoom. That’s a lot of screen time, but it was worth it. ...
. I stopped writing about my grief for a while. Some of the initial abandon with which I was willing to talk about my struggles faded and I was left with the sense that as time went on I ...