Have you ever been asked what your story is? How your husband died? How you’ve made it this far? Of course you have! I'm sure, like me, you've lost count of how many times you've been asked & how many ...
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First of all. I'm not quoting Frozen, although it is on at my house pretty much every day:)  Grief. What an ugly, stupid word and frankly, I’m getting tired of it. Tired of thinking about it. Tired of it being ...
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     Widow. The word sounds dark. I googled the word. The official definition is “a woman who has lost her husband to death and has not remarried.”  I am remarried so why did this title or empty feeling not ...
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After Rod died, I was faced with things and tasks that had always just gotten done. Especially technology. Rod was a tech guy by profession. Early on in our marriage, he would try to explain things to me, and I ...
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I’ve been having issues with impatience lately. I mean, I’ve always been one to want something done ASAP. In my late teens, I remember painting my parents’ living room in one day. The room had needed a new coat of ...
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When we buried Todd, I longed to sleep at his gravesite. I actually took my sleeping bag to the service and was nearly asleep next to his mound of dirt when Todd’s best friend roused me and escorted me away ...
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I woke up today realizing I feel more alone now than I ever have in my life. And it’s not just that I’m living alone for the first time - no parents, no child: totally alone in this quiet house. ...
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