You would never think that grief and humor go together. But sometimes they do. It’s been ten years since my husband died. My daughters, who were so young back then, have grown into beautiful young adults. The three of us ...
It’s so hard to believe we are headed into our third Christmas without Seth. Sometimes it feels like the last Christmas we had with him was just yesterday. Other times I can’t even remember what we did on our last ...
Our kids were 5 and 2 when Seth unexpectedly passed away. The day he died all I could think about was how terrible it was that they weren’t given the gift of growing up with their Dad. They wouldn’t get ...
A month ago my son turned 15 and received his driving permit. And now it is my responsibility to teach him how to drive. A job I would love for his dad to be able to do. When my husband ...
I hate Father's Day. As a solo widowed mom, Father's Day is one of the days I dread most. It's harder than his birthday. Harder than his angelversary. Harder than our wedding anniversary. Because it's a reminder that my son's ...
Sunday will be my fifth Mother’s Day since Jared died. And even though I am remarried, it is still a hard day. It is still a day I wish Jared could be here. A day I wish I wasn’t a ...
Being a widowed mom is one of the hardest things I have ever done. No one prepares you to be a solo parent. There’s no one coming to take your child so you can have a break. No one to ...