A very long time ago, in a time that seems like another lifetime altogether, I was married to my first husband. We had been high school sweethearts and married in late Summer of 1995. He had military aspirations and had ...
Photo Credit: Elizabeth WolfeIgnore the Rumor Mill Ignore the Rumor Mill When I sold my Maryland house and moved to Alabama, opinions and judgements landed on my doorstep within days. I expected less “shake my head” mentalities. I expected people ...
It's true that in life, oftentimes people don't really listen just to listen - they listen to reply. A person might be speaking something aloud and instead of absorbing what is being said, the "listener" is in their head, formulating ...
Well. That clearly wasn't him, now was it? He's the one who reminds me day in, day out of said broken heart. At least on days when I think too hard about everything that happened. This time of year, I ...
I was on the East Plateau Trail following an established path in complete trust — Complete trust, you ask? Thank you for dialing in on that particular adjective, and the answer is 100% yes. Complete trust – The Green Mountain ...
Grief waves sure are tricky little suckers. They really can sneak up on you out of the blue, sometimes out of absolutely nowhere. It's been a while since one has taken me out at the knees, but I don't expect ...
Feelings about "suicide awareness" and "suicide prevention" are generally mixed. Some support the movement wholeheartedly, while others think it's a joke. When I've spoken about suicide awareness/prevention in the past, at least half of the comments received will be about ...
I am really sad this week. More sad than I usually am. A different sad.....And it’s not because I miss my husband more this week-well maybe. It’s not because I am more tired of being a Solo Grandparent. It’s not ...
Riley, Lizzy, Ashley, Sonney, and JD on a camping trip at Sue-meg State Park. Photo Credit: Penelope Ray, 2008 It was 2008 when we found them. JD and I were particularly broke that year after losing our home in the ...
TW: Suicide method Very early on, after Bret died, I couldn't dream about him. I couldn't feel his presence at all. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to dream about him--I knew that when I'd wake up the next ...