Not all that long ago, I was told by a co-worker, in so many words, that my positivity is "too much" for him. "I don't need you to be so positive around me," he said. I was almost speechless for ...
After becoming widowed, I realized I was mourning a lot more than the death of my husband. I was mourning the other things that he and his mental illness took from me. Yes, my husband took a lot from me, ...
June 8 would have been 13 years of marriage. It is the 5th anniversary without my husband. Odd how the experience of that date changes. The first year.... I remember the agony of anticipating experiencing our youngest son's 2nd birthday,Father's ...
Browsing one of my online support groups the other day, I saw the post. The one the new widow makes, where everything is fresh and brand new. We are able to articulate and write things out (I don't know how), ...
I'm still a widow and will always be one. Even if I remarry, it will not erase the fact that I had once been widowed. It's been so long now, though, that I don't even "feel" like a widow anymore ...
People still get taken aback when I tell them that my husband took his own life. I work in the hospitality industry, and people like to talk. They like to chit-chat and ask questions. When they get to the part ...
When you lose your spouse, the world doesn’t stop but it certainly feels like it should. The sun still rises. People still go to work. Places around you still fill with laughter. But inside, everything feels different. Your life has quietly split into two ...
When the baseline...the normal or default setting of your life is happiness, it can tend to be fairly easy to feel a certain lightheartedness in living day-to-day. When you are so in love….it is even easier to literally feel like ...
I came across a post I'd shared on Facebook on this day, just shy of three months after Bret left this life. Things still felt surreal as I clung to the remnants of what had been. We'd been together nearly ...