I may have grown up an only child, but for most of my life, I have spent very little time completely alone - even as a widow. A few weeks ago, after taking my eldest, now-grown child to Portland for ...
It's one of those nights when grief twists inside my body, unravels my emotions, and pokes my mind with the thoughts that "I just can't do this anymore. It's too hard." Eleven years of missing him, missing his arms around ...
It has been an interesting journey, to say the least, over the last two years as I've been learning how to truly walk with God in my daily life as a widow, a mom, and a leader. It hasn't been ...
At one point in the now-distant past, I became a certified yoga instructor. At the same time, Bret got his personal trainer certification, and the two of us were offered jobs at the same gym in San Antonio. Strife always ...
As long as there weren’t any traffic snags, I knew I could drop the kids off at school and still make it to the McDonald’s restroom down the street in the nick of time, without crapping my pants. From there ...
A gentleman with whom I was having a conversation the other day was lamenting the sale of his old car. He was saying things like how silly it was of him to have these kinds of feelings about a car, ...
What hobbies or interests have you found difficult to do that you enjoyed before your husband died? Or maybe you don't feel like doing them at all. It's common for widows to loose interest in things we enjoyed before ...
When I first started blogging about my new life as a widow - a relatively young one at that - I wrote a lot about dating and relationships. There was a reason for that, and that reason was that I ...