Always and forever. Two words that can be so hard. I'll always love Jared. And I'll always miss him. Jared is forever gone from this earth. I'll spend forever, the rest of my life without him. Always ...
Today I celebrated my 49th birthday in Africa. Africa! When my late husband and I started dating, we made a list of places we wanted to visit. When he died, we had three places left. In June of ...
We all take care of our homes like it's our child. We invest time and energy; we make sure our homes get the best of everything and look the best. It's only fair that we feel attached to the place ...
I want to start by saying that I'm a firm believer that not everything has to happen "for a reason." I think that cliché is incredibly insensitive to anyone who has gone through something as soul-crushingly awful as losing a ...
Tomorrow would be my late husband’s 44th birthday. But instead he is forever 37. Our son and I miss Jared every day. Wish he could be here. Would love to once again celebrate his birthday with him. It’s ...
Writing doesn't come easy for me. I wish it did. I am envious of those people that can write down their thoughts in a flowing, coherent and reflective way without second-guessing or heavily editing. Maybe someday I’ll get there. When ...
Sports was my husband’s thing. He coached our son’s baseball team. And our son's football team. The last spring he was alive he coached Steven’s baseball team. Even though he was diagnosed with a blood clot in his ...
Before I lost my husband, I was vaguely familiar with the 5 stages of grief. Honestly, I think I learned about the stages of grief from some movie. So, when Todd died, I thought my emotions would have this logical ...
There is something surreal about going from one to two years, in terms of grief. Singular becomes plural so quickly, and you lose the ability to say "Oh, he died a year and a half ago," or "last year, I ...
As I lay here I am reminded to count my blessings. Sometimes when life has been difficult, stressful, and full of grief it is easy to focus on the negative. To focus on the sorrow instead of the joy. To ...