When grief is at its heaviest and we are lost in it, it is so hard to imagine a light at the end of the tunnel. It can become very easy to just get lost in the dark. So ...
The grief journey is different for every person who experiences loss. One thing everyone has in common, however, is that they must walk through the grief alone. Friends and family support me, empathize, and sympathize, but in the end, the ...
I am a remarried widow. I am blessed to have two amazing love stories. But being remarried is not easy. It takes a lot of work. A ton of grace. And an endless supply of compromise. I am not ...
Dear Widows, I know these days are dark and we are on an uncharted journey. Once widowhood occurs it alters the reality of every single thing in our world. Everyday is different. Existence is different. Perspectives ...
As Valentine's Day approaches, I am reminded that my love story is different than most. My last husband isn’t here to buy me flowers, give me a special card, or bring me chocolates. As I think about the day of ...
A dream can tint my entire day. I’ve never had trouble remembering them either, and if I have time, I write them down. But, before this week, I rarely dreamt of Todd--maybe once a month. So many nights, I have ...
Superbowl Sunday Morning I want this to be a normal Superbowl Sunday again I want you to hear you puttering around in the kitchen The chop, chop, chop of onions being minced The clang of the pans as you remove ...
When my late husband died, my son lost his father. The man a boy should always be able to depend on. And I feared that my son would be lost without his dad. But he persevered and is a wonderful ...
When my husband died, the dynamic in my little family changed dramatically. We were a tight-knit family of 3. My daughter is an only-child, so she went with us wherever we went. Even as a teen, she was usually happy ...
“You’re an empty nester now. How do you like living alone?” I’ve been asked this frequently since my youngest daughter moved out last month. Honestly? I don’t always like it. Some days, I absolutely hate it. The word “nest” reminds ...