I never really felt comfortable with the word “widow”, I guess I’m not really supposed to, right? Like, who wants that word to describe who they are? But it does describe an aspect of who I am. Actually, now I ...
Death sucks. Plain and simple, it just sucks. Solo parenting is not an easy task. You are on duty 24 hours a day 7 days a week. There's no one to take your child for a night or weekend ...
Let’s begin a discussion about death and grief and send that elephant out the door. To enable this, society requires an open dialogue that provides education and empathy regarding the true reality of the grief journey. A shift in the ...
Well, it’s that time again. A time to reflect. A time to ponder. A time in my life that used to mean so much more, than it does now. It’s my birthday. The last day of the first month. January ...
I was all prepared to write about the importance of self-care for this post and had most of it written. It’s a topic near and dear to my heart and it’s a practice that moved me through the darkest parts ...
I am often amazed at the shear number of people who either A) Are not capable of unconditional love, B) Don't really know what that means, or C) Don't apply it to themselves (calling myself out here). Even as a ...
I read a news article yesterday, and the reporter stated that the widow was “still“ struggling with her grief one year later. And that word, still bothered me so very much. Upset me greatly. Of course she is “still“ struggling ...
Wriiten by Andrea Remke I was folding laundry the other day while the Food Network was on TV in the background. It was a red-headed, soft-spoken lady who bakes farm-fresh stuff like pot roasts and home-baked apple pies. I could ...
We all know that feeling of a broken heart - wow, do we ever. After Dave died my heart literally felt physically broken. It was doing flip-flops in my chest and skipping beats like crazy. I’d been diagnosed with a ...
New Year’s Eve was our holiday. We celebrated it together multiple times before we were a couple. We were each a “third wheel” to our best friends, who happened to be married to each other, and so became de facto ...