Since my husband died, I’ve learned that the word “widow” can be a label, as if being a widow is a static condition. It’s deceptively simple and cloaks the fact that each widow is unique and that widowhood and grief ...
It's been 3 ½ years since we lost him. It was a 12 week whirlwind from start to his death and he was just gone. Like that...so quick. Too fast. When I talk to my youngest J3 about his ...
I never knew National Grief Awareness Day was a thing until last year. I’ll be honest, grief is something I never fully understood before I experienced it firsthand. In fact, it’s something I’m still not sure I understand, even after ...
My husband passed away unexpectedly almost two years ago. He died eight days after Father’s Day. I never would have imagined that would be his last one here on earth. As I sat down to write this post, I found ...
Losing the man you love isn’t for the faint of heart. It’s H-A-R-D! You lose your partner, the person you chose to become one with, and quite often the person with whom you created children. Recovering from that loss takes ...
It’s been almost two years since my husband passed away and I’ve not touched anything on his side of the closet. Other than the few sweatshirts of his I’ve worn, it’s remained exactly how he left it. Including the clothes ...
Mother’s Day. It’s a special day that can be a grief trigger. One where I count my blessings and at the same time feel sorrow for what’s missing. A bittersweet day. As most holidays are now. This year ...
This weekend brings what would be Seth’s 45th birthday (and his second in Heaven). I can’t help but reflect on the amazing person he was and still continues to be, even though he is no longer physically with us. I ...
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 ...
Well, I’ve done it. Made it through a full calendar year without my dear husband here by my side. I remember on New Year’s Eve last year, as 2019 arrived, I was filled with such dread and sorrow. It was ...