Do you ever dream about your late husband? When my sweetheart died I was forced to trade in my favorite books about Christian marriages, great dates, romance and parenting your children together for the books I never expected to ...
As widows, we often talk about and hear from other widows how they have changed since their beloved spouse is no longer on earth. We often hear stories of how much the former life we once had is not a ...
Finding our rendezvous with the restart of our life since the death of our husband can take a long time. Restarting our life after such a devastating loss is a process. We need time to process our feelings, emotions, and ...
Solitude: the state or situation of being alone. Losing a life partner is an unimaginable and life-altering experience. The void left behind can be overwhelming, especially when faced with the prospect of doing everything alone. I remember an incident after ...
Tomorrow (2/21) marks the six-year anniversary of Bret's Celebration of Life. I had no idea, I mean, really no idea how I was going to make it through this event. There are very few memories of having even planned his ...
Every day, I carry the weight of a silent battle within me—a battle that demands a strength I never knew I had, a resilience forged in the heart of my deepest sorrows. This internal struggle, where emotions both heavy and ...
This is just as much a reminder to myself as it is to anyone else who may benefit. As of yesterday, it was six years since I joined this sad little club of ours. It hit me so much harder ...
As Valentines Day looms before us, the media channels, commercials, and shops are all decorated with hearts and cupids while they play endless love songs. Couples everywhere are planning romantic outings and preparing gifts to express their love to one ...
Every now and then I hear one of those old songs from the 1940s that my parents used to listen to, and - wow - do those lyrics hit! The other night, as I lay awake in bed (as usual), I ...
I’m having a milestone birthday next week. The last day of the first month. I’ve always been a cheerleader for people celebrating their birthday. It’s the only day of the year that you were born, and we should be super-duper ...