The holidays are fast approaching. And for me and a lot of widows, it’s a difficult time. The holidays are supposed to be festive, joyous, happy times. But when your person is dead, they feel anything but festive. For ...
Getting Eaten by Sharks After experiencing the horrible event of my husband’s stroke, my life has changed forever. When John was in the ICU after suffering a massive brain stem hemorrhage, it was constant stress and chaos for me and ...
The last place I thought I would find growth through grieving was at the gym. After losing Mike, my husband,I needed an outlet to focus on creating my new normal. Although the daily ins and outs of life happen and ...
When Jared died, my entire world changed. It doesn't mean that my world couldn’t be good, or that I couldn’t be happy, or have a life filled with joy. It just means my world has changed. But until you have ...
Just beyond 6 years ago over 300 people gathered at Starks Funeral home and celebrated the life of a man that can not be described. I could describe that day or the day after, the funeral, but that ...
I am a remarried widow. I love my new husband. I am happy with my new life. And sometimes that makes me feel disloyal to my late husband. My late husband loved me completely. Unconditionally. More than anything else. ...
As a solo widowed mom, I often think that I have to be extra careful. That nothing can happen to me. Because if I die, there is no one left to love my child completely, unconditionally in a way only ...
A friend of mine told me the other day how a new song on the radio makes her think of my late husband Matthew. She said it reminds her of all the fun memories we all had over the years—like ...
The worst thing a widowed mother can hear from her grieving child, “at least you still have your daddy.”. I do. At 39, I still have my daddy. How unfair. He is alive and well and I have had a ...
These last few weeks have been extremely rough. I am emotionally exhausted. My cup is empty and I have no more to give. And that feeling of complete emotional emptiness puts me in a melancholy mood. I begin to question ...