When my daughter was small, she owned a pair of sturdy fabric fairy wings. She wore them all the time and felt she had great power while wearing them. Yesterday, I found them and we talked about her wearing them ...
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During my late husband's long battle with cancer, and after his death, I came to rely on my angels. I believe my angels watch over me. I now have a collection of Willow Tree Angels that are grouped together under ...
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From the harrowing moment my husband was diagnosed with cancer, my inner voice rang out incessantly with the following permeating words, “My hope is in the Lord: a miracle will come.” Despite his prognosis, for nine months, this became my ...
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I try to make my posts reflective and upbeat, but today I am going to whine a little. Well, maybe more than a little depending on what your definition of little is. I miss my husband!! I see couples together ...
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Yesterday was my 25th wedding anniversary; a day that should have been encompassed with an encore of romance and bliss with my husband. Instead, my turbulent kaleidoscope of widowhood emotions was running the gamut. One moment I wanted to escape ...
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Seeking pieces of a broken heart after life defining loss is a long difficult journey. Hiding painful wounds is something we learn along the way, and sometimes the hiding places become sacred burial ground that gives us a way to ...
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It is my third Thanksgiving without my late husband Ray. Thanksgiving was his favorite holiday. He was too ill to enjoy it the last two years of his life. He really was not himself, the man on whom I depended ...
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It’s the day after Thanksgiving, which is one hurdle you may have been dreading. Now that it has passed, it’s onto the next … Holiday time is hard because it is so family-centric and, thus, makes the absence of an important ...
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