I wrote drafts for this blog at the end of February and beginning of March, but nothing I wrote then is relevant now. The world has changed completely. I am on high alert. I am supposed to be telecommuting, teaching ...
Waiting has always been hell for me. I’m an extremely impatient person and have been this way since I was a child. But, enduring this coronavirus pandemic, waiting and watching as this impending doom grows closer and more certain, takes ...
When Tim first passed away, I was numb. I went through the motions; making funeral arrangements, accepting condolences from friends and neighbors who stopped by and ultimately getting through the funeral service. That numbness stayed with me for at least ...
My friend Jo sent me a Facebook memory. Three years ago today, I was with Rick on the Florida gulf. We were sitting with Jo watching a gorgeous sunset in Rick’s favorite spot on Madeira Beach. I sat staring at ...
When grief is at its heaviest and we are lost in it, it is so hard to imagine a light at the end of the tunnel. It can become very easy to just get lost in the dark. So ...
I’ve never been depressed. I was always proud of the fact that through all of my mental health issues I could confidently say ‘I have never been depressed’. Don’t get me wrong, I have felt depressed. I am a ...
“You’re an empty nester now. How do you like living alone?” I’ve been asked this frequently since my youngest daughter moved out last month. Honestly? I don’t always like it. Some days, I absolutely hate it. The word “nest” reminds ...
Another Christmas I've made it through another year My third Christmas without you here I’m used to being without you now I’ve made a brand new life somehow I hate that you aren’t here with me That you are just ...
‘Twas a widow’s night before Christmas, and all through her house Not a creature but her was stirring, for she missed her departed spouse. She hung their stockings by the chimney with care In recognition that her love for ...
Children’s Grief Awareness Day - I wish I could see from their eyes. As Children’s Grief Awareness Day approaches, I began to reflect on the grief my sons have had in these past 2 ½ years. The ups and downs, ...