Not too long into my own widowhood journey, I noticed something that happens once the newness of our loss has worn off for everyone but us: many of my friends, most of my lovely, wonderful support group had all but ...
When Should I Stop Wearing My Wedding Ring? ….If ever? I look down at my wedding ring and the anniversary band beside it regularly, twirling the diamonds back to their proper centered position. Depending on the day, I either smile ...
For those of you that have been following my journey, you know that moving on has been a struggle for me. About a year after Matt died, I tried and quickly knew I was not ready. In the last year ...
Be patient with my heart it has been through so much. Be patient with my heart it experienced young traumas that hardened it. Be patient with my heart it is broken and is trying to put the pieces back together. ...
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 ...
“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 ...
Widowed Single I just completed my taxes this year, and I cried (again!, because I did the same thing last year) when I had to check the “Single” box. There is a reason that we always check off “Widowed” on ...
A part of me surely died the same day as my late husband. Most widows would probably say the same thing. When you spend so much time wrapping your life around someone else, it takes a while to unravel yourself ...
When someone we love leaves this mortal coil, people are quick to assure us that they are still with us. I honestly always believed that too, based on my own experiences with departed relatives. I have had so many lovely ...
It happened again. I went on another first date that didn’t leave me wanting a second. The man was intelligent and ambitious, polite and friendly. But there was no spark, and, when I got home afterwards, I realized that I ...