Tonight my heart aches. Aches in a way words cannot describe. Aches for a man who’s been gone for far too long. And lived for far too short a time. On Sunday, my late husband would be celebrating his ...
Isn't it interesting in life how seemingly insignificant things can hold such profound meaning and life lessons? How memories can be created by touching something? How those memories can be forgotten or downplayed? Then one day, they are again stirred ...
One of the most painful questions widows tend to ask ourselves days, weeks, months, and even years after our spouse dies is, “what would we be doing right now if you were still here?” Even though I'm in the thick ...
There are small, delicate moments scattered in each day. Moments that make life livable. Moments that remind you that you need to take a deep breath. That all your breathing and existing up to that point has been rapid, shallow, ...
Over the past couple of weeks, I have had a writer's block of sorts… Or maybe more of a writer's flood… Or perhaps a mental flood is the best way to put it. My mind is filled to the brim ...
September 26th of 2017. This is the last picture I ever took with my husband when he was alive. It was during our last night in Las Vegas...He took me with him for a work conference, and we had the ...
Regret. Oh, how it will eat you alive if you let it. Hindsight is 20/20, right? And ain't that a bitch. I have spent the last year thinking back on me and Nate's lives together, and I literally get sick ...
Today I celebrate my 38th birthday and I’m reminded that it has also been 20 years (gasp!) since the very first birthday I celebrated with the kind young man who would become my husband. Turning 18 marked the beginning of ...