People claim that time heals all wounds. I respectfully disagree. There is value in time. There is value in the wait. There is value in the belief that everything happens at just the right time. I believe that, too. However, ...
Adrian Gutierrez. The name of the most beautiful man I’ve ever known. I say his name every chance I get, even though people sometimes still wince when I do. They stare at me with wide eyes, wondering if I’ve just ...
Lately I can not escape the magnificence of the sunrises and sunsets. I wake up to gorgeous red and pink rays streaming through my plantation shutters. Invariably, wherever I am, at the end of the day, the sky is on fire. I ...
A couple of months ago, my son bought a new house and moved farther away from me. It’s not terribly far, but about double the 20-minute ride to the old one. So now it can take up to 45 minutes ...
Learning to live my life "without" my husband has been one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. In the last couple of years, I have written many pieces of poetry. They seem to be one of ...
Over a year out from my loss i see how difficult it is to move on. I have a new awareness to my loss that i was not able to see before. I think it is an automatic response to ...
When I first started writing for Hope for Widows I chuckled to myself, "Now there's an anomaly!" A handful of faceless women, of all demographics, trying to convince other women; yes, women widows on the internet that there is hope ...
There are small, delicate moments scattered in each day. Moments that make life livable. Moments that remind you that you need to take a deep breath. That all your breathing and existing up to that point has been rapid, shallow, ...
Yesterday marked 17 months since my husband died. So much has changed in my life since then. I’ve grieved, and grieved, and grieved some more. I’ve worked through the grief, written through the grief, talked to my grief counselor, cried ...