Lots of people will do things for you initially. Suggestion: Try to realize that act was more about them dealing with their own bullshit or fear, or worried about their karma, than actually doing something because they are a ...
Last week I can home and felt like I was ready to move forward. Now I have no idea how to do that. Matt and I found each other by chance. We met at work and became friends and then ...
7/7/2001. Twenty years ago today Steve and I got married on a sun-drenched veranda overlooking the hills , under a rose-embellished gazebo, witnessed by 210 of our closest friends, family, and absolute strangers (aka our parents' friends we'd never met ...
How to be a Bad A$$ Widow (hell yes that’s all capitalized, we’ve earned it) Tricia R. Kauffman Let me start off by saying I thought I was a bad ass/independent woman prior to all of this. I learned ...
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 ...
Three years ago, I attended a workshop at Camp Widow that was monumental in my healing. Changed the course of my grief journey. Helped me to embrace the me I was becoming after loss. For that workshop, we had ...
I've gone back and forth on dedicating an entire blog post to this, but I decided that my tolerance level for the following misconception is now non-existent, so a post was valid. Not to mention, the number of widows that ...
Does the pain ever go away? Is it OK to start dating? When will I feel better? These were the burning questions I had during those first 2 years after Dave died. And I wish I had all the best answers, ...
I was all prepared to write about the importance of self-care for this post and had most of it written. It’s a topic near and dear to my heart and it’s a practice that moved me through the darkest parts ...
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, ...