Over a year out from my loss i see how difficult it is to move on. I have a new awareness to my loss that i was not able to see before. I think it is an automatic response to ...
When I first started writing for Hope for Widows I chuckled to myself, "Now there's an anomaly!" A handful of faceless women, of all demographics, trying to convince other women; yes, women widows on the internet that there is hope ...
I am a widow. I never wanted to be a young widow. I never wanted to bury my 37-year-old husband. When Jared first died, I loathed the word widow. It made my skin crawl. I did not want to be ...
Finding the Right Pair of Jeans I have found that finding the right therapist is analogous to the process of finding the right pair of jeans. It’s an arduous task and the hunt can seem endless and take years. Each ...
So much has changed since Jared died. I often find myself thinking, if he hadn’t died things would be so different. I wouldn’t have so much fear. I wouldn’t have so much anxiety. I wouldn’t have PTSD from holding ...
I have written previously about how after losing Pat i was in a fog. I am sure most of you know what i am talking about. It is never more noticeable than when you start waking up to life. When ...
I am a widow au naturelle. Yep, doing it on my own. I don’t have a therapist, and I suspect options in my small town would be limited. Actually, I haven’t even looked into finding one because that would require ...
15 months. 15 and a half months to be exact. Where has time gone? I'm in such a bizarre stage in this journey of widowhood and grief...It's hard to really put into words…If September 29th of 2018 wasn't enough of ...
Being a widowed mom is one of the hardest things I have ever done. No one prepares you to be a solo parent. There’s no one coming to take your child so you can have a break. No one to ...
New Year’s 2013 my little family of 3 rang in the New Year together in Virginia. It was FREEZING (especially for us Floridians) but we enjoyed the local celebration and exploring the town of Williamsburg. As always, Jared and I ...