Regrets. Regrets that last year I could not handle Easter and I ended up sitting in my car crying instead of eating with my family. My grandma's last holiday with us and I could not get past my grief to ...
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 ...
I lay awake not wanting to go to sleep. You have been in my dreams this week. Not once but twice. After ten months of nothing you came to visit twice. While you are with me it is amazing, ...
March 8th was International Women's Day. My Facebook newsfeed was full of beautiful posts about and tributes to this annual celebration of women. Many of the posts that colored my feed were from my widowed friends; both widows and widowers ...