On Friday I Said sorry for your loss to someone and felt terrible about it. It was a customer, not someone I knew, and it took me longer than it should have to utter the words. He said so casually ...
Sometimes I feel like I am not doing enough as a widow because others create foundations, charities, races, and memorials to honor their lost spouses. But I have learned we all deal with grief in different ways, and none of ...
This might be a bit long. When I sat down to create my blog for the week I couldn't find where to begin. I realized this was April, not that I did not know this before, but this is April. ...
Ever since I was a kid in school, Sundays haven't typically been a favorite. Sunday meant my weekend was over. It meant an earlier bedtime and getting up entirely too early the next day. This attitude continued through adulthood, but ...
Out of the ashes, I continue to rise as I try and find the beauty life has to offer still. My world stopped that day. I forgot how to breathe and had to have someone tell me to breathe as ...
“Year two is harder than the first.” In the early days after losing my husband, Joe, I’d read how the second year of widowhood and grief is often harder than the first. 'Uhh, yea right,' I’d say to myself, usually ...
So many widows and widowers have had to experience the loss of their Beloved by watching them be taken away by some cruel, all-consuming sickness. My story is different because I lost Bret to suicide. The events leading up to ...
