My husband passed away the Monday before Thanksgiving. It was also the week of my ten-year high school reunion. I wasn’t thankful for anything, and I wasn’t going to rekindle friendships with anyone. Instead, I found myself talking to the ...
Hope for Widows Foundation would like to thank all of our Summer 2017 participants and donors, who helped in making the First Annual Widows of Hope 5k event a huge success!!!! We even had the kids and furkids join in on ...
“You should really consider coming to Bereavement Yoga,” My grief counselor suggested. She hung on the word 'really' for an uncomfortable amount of time while grinning. I finished explaining to her my mixed emotions about my upcoming move. My husband ...
I used to love a boy named Phillip. He was nineteen and I was twenty-one. It was 2004 and we were both addicts together. He of drugs that had slangs I had never even heard of, and I of loveless sex and sexless love. ...
Friendships can last a lifetime, or sometimes for only a season. This unexpected friendship pulled me from the hell of grief. This little cycling studio in Short Hills, NJ opened up the same month my husband passed away, November 2013. ...
The man i didn’t want - A Widow's Love Story January 2008 in the heart of the winter, that is when he came into my life - the man I didn’t want. My heart frozen in time, hardened like the ...
The difficult detail when explaining yourself on days when grief appears is figuring out where to start. I was married but now I’m not. Or am I? He died three and a half years ago, so I’m not. But ...
June 23rd is recognized as International Widow's Day. Hope for Widows is honoring all widows worldwide each and every single day. This day significant to widows, but also the children who have lost. Hope for Widows Foundation is committed to ...
Sometimes, I miss my sanity. My nostalgia for it usually happens when the clock in my bedroom changes from midnight to 12:01am, and I am forced to accept that I am officially in the pits of insomnia. Again. It is ...
My first race after my husband passed is so vivid. Pulling up to the waterfront, watching the Hudson River lap against the shoreline as my friend and his wife unhooked our bikes from the back of his car. I can’t ...