Grief. It is truly and utterly impossible to describe this dreaded word unless you have truly experienced a loss that rocks your entire world off of its axis. When it comes to my own grief journey after losing my husband ...
Being a widow can really suck. Watching your husband die sucks Telling your child their dad died and is never coming home sucks. Having to move forward because their is no other option sucks. Death sucks. And it sucks ...
For ten months I have driven by Lou Berliner Sports Park on the way to the gym in a haze of sadness, anger, and anxious curiosity. Each time my car exits onto Greenlawn, my stomach starts turning and the gnawing ...
On the way home the other night, I was asked out by my uber driver. No, that is not the intro to a bad joke, it actually happened. Romance at its finest, right? I literally laughed out loud. And then ...
When Jared died, I swore I would never date again. Never love again. Never let someone else parent my child. Well, how things have changed. 26 months after Jared died, he sent me an incredible man. A man who loves ...