I am not exactly known for being uber-festive, but those first few "holidaze" (as I like to call them) after being admitted to the Widow Club were not the easiest of days. Over the years though, they have gotten better. ...
I celebrated our 2nd Easter without my husband this year. While this year was drastically different than our first one, I decided to add a step to the holiday grief cycle—Juggling. Being widowed during the holidays is a juggling act. ...
* A Holiday Post * Confession : I’m not very good at sending Holiday cards… Over the last few years, my list has gotten smaller and smaller, and even those few are lucky to get them before New ...
‘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 ...
After John's death, people said to me, “let me know if you need anything.” Those friendly words were well meaning, but inside I was screaming, thanks, but I need my life not to be shattered into a million pieces, my ...
Tonight, my eleven year old asked me if I was excited for Thanksgiving and the upcoming holidays. I looked at her, too exhausted to be anything but honest in my reply. “I am always excited to spend the holidays with ...
The holidays are fast approaching. And for me and a lot of widows, it’s a difficult time. The holidays are supposed to be festive, joyous, happy times. But when your person is dead, they feel anything but festive. For ...