As I was dealing with all the "fall out" of my husband's death, I found myself at the bottom of the list. The list of things to take care of always came before I cared for myself. I did not ...
It's been 3 ½ years since we lost him. It was a 12 week whirlwind from start to his death and he was just gone. Like that...so quick. Too fast. When I talk to my youngest J3 about his ...
It has been six years since my husband passed away. It feels like yesterday and today all the same time. My grief has definitely changed over the years. In the beginning, I could not imagine surviving the day, the week, ...
We recently passed the three-year anniversary that my Late Husband left this world for his forever home. Now Thanksgiving is on the horizon, leaving me yet again reflecting on what I am grateful for and where God has planned me ...
Sometimes it’s hard to imagine it’s been 5 years since that ungodly day you left us. Suddenly without a hint of what’s next to come, you were gone. Now after 28 years of marriage, I realize on this anniversary weekend ...
Everyone experiences the loss of a loved one, and the losses compound as we age. In my 63-year span on earth, I’ve lost my father and mother, and all my grandparents, aunts, and uncles. The entire older generation is gone ...
There are so many tough days after you lose a loved one. Some are tough just because. No reason needed. Then there are those that are tough because they were meaningful to you and your loved one. These are days ...
Lately I have struggled to live in the present moment. I am working on practicing mindfulness, which is defined as a state of deliberate attention on the present. Experts say ‘living in the now’ is important in order to heal ...
Twenty years ago today my late husband and I stood at the altar and said I Do. I do in sickness and in health. I do for richer, for poorer. I do in good times and in bad. I ...
Tomorrow will be 6 years since Jared died. 6 long years. Yesterday. And forever. Typically for me the day before is the hardest day. The day before his borthday The grief hits like a tsunami. Sucker punches me in ...