Within the first few months after my husband died, I very quickly learned that grief can be a lot of things: anguish, pain, anger, love, numbness. I mean, there are five stages after all. One word I haven’t heard when ...
This might be a bit long. When I sat down to create my blog for the week I couldn't find where to begin. I realized this was April, not that I did not know this before, but this is April. ...
It was like coming across something significant on an archeological dig, that’s how this morning’s discovery felt. I was cleaning out the food cupboard where all the baking needs and oils and such are stored. So many packages have passed ...
The journey through grief is really a trek through transition. This is especially true for a widow. Our life with our husband is so completely different than the life we find after he moves to Heaven. It is an ongoing ...
In 1994, I was 21 years old when my first daughter was born. Happily married my high school sweetheart for a year and a half; why not add a baby? Two and half years later, we added another daughter and ...
Out of the ashes, I continue to rise as I try and find the beauty life has to offer still. My world stopped that day. I forgot how to breathe and had to have someone tell me to breathe as ...
What do you do when your heart is broken and you don’t feel like you have anyone to share it with? Sometimes the sadness gets you down. We’re not all blessed with those people in our lives we can lean ...
“Year two is harder than the first.” In the early days after losing my husband, Joe, I’d read how the second year of widowhood and grief is often harder than the first. 'Uhh, yea right,' I’d say to myself, usually ...
