When I was a never-married single mother in my late thirties, I went back to school, hoping to start a career so I could better support my son. Since I loved literature, I took every English Literature class available. I ...
A very long time ago, in a time that seems like another lifetime altogether, I was married to my first husband. We had been high school sweethearts and married in late Summer of 1995. He had military aspirations and had ...
Four years in to this grief journey which began mid October, 2021. The journey I was shocked to be walking at 36. The journey that try as I may, I will always be stuck on. Grief has got a ...
Photo Credit: Elizabeth WolfeIgnore the Rumor Mill Ignore the Rumor Mill When I sold my Maryland house and moved to Alabama, opinions and judgements landed on my doorstep within days. I expected less “shake my head” mentalities. I expected people ...
How incredibly lucky some are to have found their partner close to home. Or even if there were to be long distance, that they are in the same country as they are. Paco and I met on an anime fanbase ...
As clocks turn back on November 2 for Daylight Saving Time, the extra hour can stir memories of our husbands—shared routines, quiet evenings, or the familiar rhythm of life together. For widows, this moment may tug at the heart, inviting ...
It's true that in life, oftentimes people don't really listen just to listen - they listen to reply. A person might be speaking something aloud and instead of absorbing what is being said, the "listener" is in their head, formulating ...
Grief is not just tears. It is not just pain or sorrow. It is not just devastation or hopelessness. Grief can be laughter. It can be joy and inspiration. It can be smiling with a glass half full. Grief is ...
Well. That clearly wasn't him, now was it? He's the one who reminds me day in, day out of said broken heart. At least on days when I think too hard about everything that happened. This time of year, I ...
There are times in life when everything feels parched and lifeless. As autumn’s vibrant leaves fall, the landscape returns to desolation—bare branches stretch against gray skies, and fields lie quiet after the harvest. The quiet unease mirrors our heart’s fears ...