The words “generational trauma” are discussed in the national conversation of late. As many people open their minds about the long-term impact of our nation’s past, the subjugation of women and minorities, childhood poverty, interpersonal cruelty, and long wars on ...
When Jared died, my entire world changed. It doesn't mean that my world can't be good, or that I can't be happy, or have a life filled with joy. It just means my world has changed. But until you have ...
Keeping Busy Sometimes I consider myself lucky that Matt died while things were not normal and still sort of shut down. It allowed me to hide away from the world and deal with my feelings or not deal with them. ...
***Please note this is not an article for advice – and is based on my experience and my experience alone** Dating scares me. It terrifies me. I have dipped my toe into it a few times after ...
After a week where I am exhausted from the emotional burnout and stress from the week I just want to bake. Tonight, I thought about fall-themed baked goods. Pumpkin chocolate chip cookies, muffins, and to get ideas I went on ...
I became a widow at age 43. Not super young, but not super old either. (As a proud member of Generation X, I am okay with being somewhere in the middle.) Regardless of my age, it hasn't been easy. ...
I had a dream and it was one of those dreams that when you wake up, you cry because you realize it was a dream. Since Bryan's death, dreams have been what I pray for every night. I pray for ...
Suggestion: Don’t take everyone’s advice. No one knows the intricacies of your widowhood. Don’t let anyone tell you what you should do and when you should do it. In time, you will get your routine down and see ...
My Husband Matt... I am at a sheep and wool festival this weekend with people who don't know my husband is dead. They don't know how much I enjoy talking to them. Because there is no pity in telling them ...
This Friday night will be my son’s senior night for football. A night for which he has worked so hard. A night he has earned. A night that will be bitter sweet. My late husband was my son‘s first ...