This year has no doubt been a challenging year for everyone, in different ways. For me, 2020 marked the fifth anniversary of my husband’s death. On January 7th, I observed the mind-numbing fact that my husband had in fact been ...
Finding a good middle ground for grief is kind of like playing Pin the Tail on the Donkey. Just when you think you know where to go, life blindfolds you and spins you around really fast. Like our sense of ...
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, ...
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 ...
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 ...
“Mrs. Johnson, we have to ask you to make a decision today,” the soft-spoken chaplain said as she offered me a box of tissues. It was at that very defining moment that I wanted to quit. Up until that point, ...
4 months after Todd died, I was talking to a friend who develops websites about starting a blog about my experiences. She was supportive but asked me to consider if I wanted to be defined in the public eye as ...
One of the fascinating pieces of Irish Celtic Lore to me is the concept of thin places, where this world and the next seem to mysteriously collide. I’ve witnessed this collision in tender moments and quiet fields where I felt ...