After my husband Ray died, I developed an illness that I refer to as the Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda" sickness. I believe that the cure for this disease is a pill I call Forgiveness. At first, I thought this was a ...
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"Let me not die while I am still alive." Sheryl Sandburg quotes this short prayer in a powerful post she wrote on Facebook June 3rd. The Facebook Chief Executive Officer and well-known author was suddenly widowed earlier this year. Her ...
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My cars and I have become very good friends since my husband died. Soon after his passing, I think they sent messages to each other saying, "Master is no longer here! Let us break down!" I learned A LOT about ...
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Guilt…such a small word; nevertheless, no matter how unwarranted the guilt can be, it carries a gut, wrenching punch. Guilt engulfed my being and took root after my husband’s death as I wrestled with the fact that I wasn’t with ...
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Before my husband Ray died, I used to "go along, to get along." In fact, I think I spent my life trying to please others. For example, I would do or say whatever I thought would make someone else's life ...
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Note: This was originally posted at funhasarrived.com on 11/1/13 Last Monday marked one year since FHA died. I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel that day and can confirm my brain went “BLURP” and took the day off. ...
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The picture "The Good Samaritan" by Liz Lemon Swindle hangs in my living room. It is a modern-day depiction of the biblical story. It was given to me by a local non-profit organization after my husband died. He served on ...
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Tomorrow my youngest graduates from high school. A few weeks ago, I read an interview with Lesa France Kennedy. Ms. Kennedy is the NASCAR vice chairperson and International Speedway Corporation CEO and is a widow. In this interview, she was ...
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