Recently I met a friend for coffee, and she asked me, “what do you miss the most about Seth?” I was speechless for a second because, 1) no one has asked me that and 2) there was only one answer ...
August 13th, 2019 will mark twelve years since my husband, Ali, passed away. It's still hard to believe it's been more than a decade since he left this planet. I still remember details of the day he closed his ...
We used to have a favorite Chinese restaurant, my husband and I. It was this little hole-in-the-wall type place across the street from our apartment. I don't remember how my husband came across that place, but once he brought it ...
Today I am wistful for a different time. For a time when I always knew exactly where I stood. For a time when I didn’t worry about everything. For a time when I knew beyond a doubt ...
Not too long ago, I was trying to explain to a friend how I don’t cry anymore. I don’t shed tears. It’s like my eyes have run out of tears after the death of my husband. I explained to my ...
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 ...
I miss the sounds of Rick. I never thought of myself as an “auditory” person. I’ve always been more visual: I love the written word; I love looking at photographs and art. Yes, I’ve always put music on the top ...
“And if you want me, you better speak up I won't wait So you better move fast Don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than a man 'Cause you'll probably end up dead Now, it's sixteen miles to the promised ...