I didn’t come into your lives early enough to have a hand in raising you, and at times it probably seemed that I only came to steal away your dad’s heart from you or crowd you out from your seat ...
Tonight my heart aches. Aches in a way words cannot describe. Aches for a man who’s been gone for far too long. And lived for far too short a time. On Sunday, my late husband would be celebrating his ...
Y’all, do you see that adorable little girl graduating from kindergarten? Isn’t she just precious!?!? Well, that adorable little girl has turned into this beautiful young lady. She is smart, hard working, and witty. I can’t even believe that she ...
I recently had to get his computer repaired. You see, he was a web developer and had SO much stuff on this iMac. The important things were photos and videos. I guess because i never had any issues with ...
Recently, my son celebrated his 16th birthday. The sixth one without his father. Birthdays are now so bittersweet. I hated that he had to celebrate his birthday in quarantine. So we arranged for friends to line our sidewalk and ...
Spring Season as Teacher By Ajai Blue-Saunders, Hope for Widows blogger Trees I’ve always had this fascination with trees. As a little girl growing up in Ohio, I’d sit in my room which faced the front of our house ...
I’m going to share something that every widowed parent knows. Solo parenting sucks. Being the only one twenty-four hours a day seven days a week without an end in sight. And yes, I have amazing friends who would do anything ...
When I gained the unwanted title of widow, I also gained the unwanted title of single mom. Correct that—solo parent. And I say I’m a solo parent because even 20 months after Seth passed away, I still don’t feel like ...
I’ve never been depressed. I was always proud of the fact that through all of my mental health issues I could confidently say ‘I have never been depressed’. Don’t get me wrong, I have felt depressed. I am a ...
“You’re an empty nester now. How do you like living alone?” I’ve been asked this frequently since my youngest daughter moved out last month. Honestly? I don’t always like it. Some days, I absolutely hate it. The word “nest” reminds ...