...decisions. I got entirely too used to Bret making most of the decisions for us, or at least very heavily weighing in when I had decisions to make for myself. It was no secret that he called all the shots. ...
I recently read a definition of widow-mom: A woman left alone due to the death of her husband, left to raise a child or children without their father. I know this is truth because it is my life, but it ...
I love when a new year begins, it’s a time to spend time taking stock of yourself and the things that need to change. This year, my New Year resolution was to concentrate on self-care. Self-care is a word that ...
I didn’t want to change. I liked my life as it was. A work of architecture of the heart. Carefully built love and relationships, forged together into a thing of beauty. Until the tidal wave came. It really doesn’t matter ...
Today has been a very griefy day. I felt very alone as a parent. My son’s babysitter is sick and I asked the only other options I had if they could watch him and they couldn’t, so I had to ...
Christmas came and went. It was just another day on the calendar of this never ending year. I’m relieved it’s over. I don’t believe this loss will ever get easier. But I do think some days will be harder, and ...
Since my husband died, the so-called “magic” of Christmas has been absent from my life. It is hard to create new traditions for your family while remembering the ones not there. When my husband passed away; my kids were 10, ...
I writing from my son’s bedroom floor. He’s been struggling to sleep the past 6 weeks or so after sleeping like an angel baby his whole life. I don’t know what it is that’s bothering him, all I know is ...
If I had one bit of advice - and possibly a magic wand to help make it so - I would advise new widows to make sure that they give themselves ample time to grieve, post-loss. Of course, this goes ...
This year, something unexpected happened: I’m actually looking forward to the holidays. After years of greeting the season with a mix of dread, exhaustion, and let’s be honest, a bit of forced cheer, I feel something new—a spark of genuine ...