Grief is a puzzle you and God complete together. The way each widow experiences the pain and brokenness that overtakes her life after her husband goes to heaven is as individual and unique as each person’s fingerprint. The grief that ...
I was like a speeding locomotive with no brakes. A few months after my husband went to Heaven, I was forced to quarantine at the onset of the pandemic. My speeding locomotive crashed and crashed hard. It’s taken me a ...
In my 2524 days as a widow, I have learned so much. Death, grief, and survival have taught me more than I can write about. I have learned I am blessed to have those who are here to help ...
"Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it." Proverbs 4:23 Guard your heart. That is what I do now. I want the normal of years past but in doing our normal things I am opening ...
Let’s begin a discussion about death and grief and send that elephant out the door. To enable this, society requires an open dialogue that provides education and empathy regarding the true reality of the grief journey. A shift in the ...
Grief is certainly not a one-way street. Grief doesn’t have arrows pointing down a yellow brick road for us to follow. I have found that grief really has no real definition other than: it’s complicated. I was fine, or so ...
My life has taken a major turn over the past few weeks, to say the least. I have found myself in many different situations I didn’t see coming and they have all been very positive and have made me…. well, ...
In my 2077 days since I started this widow journey, I have learned so much. Death, grief, and survival have taught me more than I can write about. I have learned I am blessed to have those who are ...
Living without him. This is something I'm still grappling with after all this time. Shortly after Mike died I remember thinking, "We're all so young. I still have so many years ahead of me, God-willing. How am I going to ...
Today is my 15th wedding Anniversary. I have to take a deep breath here. For this one in particular, my seventh without Mike, has hit me especially hard. As I inch closer to being widowed equally as long as we ...