Five years ago I was woken up by a hospice nurse telling me my husband had passed away. She said she was sorry, as he had left faster than anyone had expected, and they weren’t able to walk me through ...
Life is full of wins, losses and draws, and sometimes it's way easier to focus only on the losses. In my last blog here, I addressed how important it is to not lose sight of the miracles in our lives. ...
I read a lot as a kid. Mom and I would always go to the public library and spend the afternoon. She would wander through aisles of Dean Koontz, Stephen King and the occasional Danielle Steele or Harlequinn. I was ...
I would like to let you in on a little secret, ready? Okay, maybe it isn’t a little secret. Not really. All you would have to do is read all the different advice about death to recognize it. Everyone with ...
Radical acceptance. I have learned as a widow that we are all walking around with wounds no one will ever be able to see. I’ve also learned as a widow that all I’ve ever wanted is for people to just ...
Do you ever wonder if…instead of him…it had been you? Instead…I was the one with the out-of-nowhere terminal diagnosis and the slow, painful progression toward my early death in my 40s with so much I wanted to do and see ...
I feel as though every widow who writes about this time of year writes about the gut punch that is the holiday season without their beloved, and while that’s a deep and visceral truth that I too experience, I thought ...
You are not the sole keeper of all things Cory (insert your partner's name here). You do not need to be the sole keeper of all memories. I felt so much pressure when he died. How will I tell ...
Note from Donna: One day out of frustration on not being able to come up with a suitable blog idea a new friend grinned and went “‘I’ll do it,” blinked at her and although I knew she was kind of ...