This might be a bit long. When I sat down to create my blog for the week I couldn't find where to begin. I realized this was April, not that I did not know this before, but this is April. ...
Ever since I was a kid in school, Sundays haven't typically been a favorite. Sunday meant my weekend was over. It meant an earlier bedtime and getting up entirely too early the next day. This attitude continued through adulthood, but ...
The journey through grief is really a trek through transition. This is especially true for a widow. Our life with our husband is so completely different than the life we find after he moves to Heaven. It is an ongoing ...
Okay, so I’m not going to claim that I have this life/grief thing figured out. Not by a long shot. But I have learned a thing or two along the way, and I thought that I’d share with you ten ...
Out of the ashes, I continue to rise as I try and find the beauty life has to offer still. My world stopped that day. I forgot how to breathe and had to have someone tell me to breathe as ...
For no particular reason, my husband Glenn and my father have been on my mind all day. Losing both of you in a matter of 18 months was beyond hard. Today has been a bit rough. It’s been 40 months ...
What do you do when your heart is broken and you don’t feel like you have anyone to share it with? Sometimes the sadness gets you down. We’re not all blessed with those people in our lives we can lean ...
“Year two is harder than the first.” In the early days after losing my husband, Joe, I’d read how the second year of widowhood and grief is often harder than the first. 'Uhh, yea right,' I’d say to myself, usually ...