The holiday season can be one of great joy. But for widows and their grieving children, it can also be one of great sorrow. Reminders of who is missing. Traditions that can no longer be kept. Gifts that no longer ...
Anyone who has experienced loss knows how difficult holidays can be, and how traditions can be tricky beasts. For me, the first holiday season after Gary died fell a mere 3 months later. We were all still in shock. When ...
Memories I'm writing this post on my 20th wedding anniversary with Dave - he died suddenly in his sleep almost 10 years ago. I have a little smile on my face as I remember getting to know him as a ...
November 13th is a special day in our household. This day was the day my husband was born. The second year after my husband’s death, I wanted to find a way to commemorate his fun-loving and adventurous personality. In honor ...
Children grieve in their own way. In their own time. And we need to support them in their grief. Today, Children’s Grief Awareness Day is a day to remember that children grieve differently. That children hurt too. That children need ...
Our kids were 5 and 2 when Seth unexpectedly passed away. The day he died all I could think about was how terrible it was that they weren’t given the gift of growing up with their Dad. They wouldn’t get ...
At the top of my stairs is a picture of hands. Hands lovingly placed in a picture given to me by a family friend of the last Thanksgiving dinner my husband had with us as a family in 2014. ...
There are so many tough days after you lose a loved one. Some are tough just because. No reason needed. Then there are those that are tough because they were meaningful to you and your loved one. These are days ...
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 ...