Today is the 25th of the month. And a Monday. A date on the calendar that changed my life forever. A reminder of the worst day of my life. It’s been 49 months since that date on the calendar struck, and ...
"You don't heal with time, you heal with intention." I remember reading this line in another widow's blog post early on in my grief, and it resonated so deeply with me that I took it upon myself to start intentionally ...
One of the scariest parts of grief for me has been the overwhelming vulnerability. When my husband first passed away, it was like my body was frozen in time: my emotions, my tears, and my heart were just numb. ...
One of the very first moments I realized that I truly was a "alone" came about a week after Nate's funeral. My dad and I were sitting at yet another bank trying to get all of me and Nate's financial ...
I always thought Nate would be my last kiss...My first love and my last love. I felt that we had that storybook romance, and I always felt so fortunate that we met one another so early in life. He was ...
For months now I have written about how much I have learned about myself through the passing of my husband, or more importantly, through his life. But I have also learned so much about the world around me along with ...
I recently read a blog from another widow about people acting scared of her. That also rings very true for me. People “being scared” can mean a few different things. When I think about my own experience, “widowing” can feel ...