I was so excited for the opportunity to blog, which was shortly met with anxiety and “buyer’s remorse”. What did I commit to? Who really wants to hear my story. I wanted to quit before I began. I also wanted ...
Last night I spent a good hour reading the letters I had written Nate in the first few weeks after he died. The truth is, those days are such a blur...When I look back at his visitation hours and funeral, ...
I have been a remarried widow for seven months. It feels like forever and yesterday all at the same time. Just like death. When Jared died, I swore I would never fall in love again and certainly never get remarried. ...
For ten months I have driven by Lou Berliner Sports Park on the way to the gym in a haze of sadness, anger, and anxious curiosity. Each time my car exits onto Greenlawn, my stomach starts turning and the gnawing ...
What has death taught me? It taught me to stop saying someday. None of us are promised tomorrow and we need to make each day “someday.” It taught me to live each day to the fullest. Because each day ...
Beep beep beep That's the sound of the alarm on my husband’s watch that woke him up in time for work in the mornings. He wore that watch on his left wrist every day. To work. At the gym. While ...
The Process I just celebrated on July 25, what would’ve been 20 years married to My Devan. I woke up feeling numb yet very peaceful. Each and every morning as soon as I open my eyes I talk to God. ...
I think that I have known for some time; but have not been able to put it into words until recently. I have had this gnawing pull to really explore the definition of grieving. This pull has come up from ...
As a widow, one of the hardest things for me was opening my heart up to new love. When you open your heart to new love, you take the risk of having it broken. You risk that your new love ...