Something was wrong and I did not know what. Sadness just hung over me. I struggled to get through another day. Things were not as easy as I would have liked at work, grandma was so confused at night, and ...
When my late husband died, my primary concern was my son. Would he be ok? Would tragedy change him? Who would be there for him when I couldn’t? And eight years later, my son is still my primary concern. And ...
I go upstairs alone. What can I do tonight to fight the loneliness? Turn on the TV find something that won’t remind me of my past life. Read a book. Draw. Anything to not feel the emptiness that comes with ...
In my last Hope For Widows blog, I focused on not forgetting about life's little "wins". I stand by that wholeheartedly, but want to point out that life is not always about "winning." The Almighty knows that I've personally, gone ...
Yesterday I was watching random videos that popped up on Facebook when I was bored. There was one with an actress talking about her divorce and how she thought a breakup was worse than death. She went on to explain ...
Life is full of wins, losses and draws, and sometimes it's way easier to focus only on the losses. In my last blog here, I addressed how important it is to not lose sight of the miracles in our lives. ...
When my late husband died eight years ago, it not only changed me, it changed the way I parent our son. My husband and I had always been a team. We double teamed parenting. Bounced ideas off each other. Reassured ...
I often wonder what Matt is thinking. Watching me start to live again I can imagine him being happy. Because the age-old saying they would not want you to be sad is true. As I looked over the pasture the ...
