I lay awake not wanting to go to sleep. You have been in my dreams this week. Not once but twice. After ten months of nothing you came to visit twice. While you are with me it is amazing, ...
March 8th was International Women's Day. My Facebook newsfeed was full of beautiful posts about and tributes to this annual celebration of women. Many of the posts that colored my feed were from my widowed friends; both widows and widowers ...
When my husband was alive, he would say that my constant sacrificing and never-saying-no personality were self-inflicted wounds. If I complained about how tired I was because I took on a task I didn’t really want to do – because ...
In another time in another place he is with me. In another time in another place I sit at the kitchen table listening to the clock tick while I read my book. He is still in bed and that is ...
Yesterday if someone was watching me clean my house, they would have made a reel out of it. I was trying to clean and organize my room so I could get the rest of the furniture from my grandmas and ...
I'll never forget the first time I woke up with a nasty cold brewing after Bret's death. My daughter and I were living with my parents and while it was nice to have them there, they didn't exactly do all ...
The house is empty. No more furniture. No more pictures. No more people celebrating birthdays and holidays. No more family around the dining room table. No more memories to be made there. No more feeling like my ghosts are there. ...
Love yourself We lost the love of our lives. And Holidays are always there to remind us. Survived Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's think it is finally safe and Valentine's Day comes out of nowhere. Ads for flowers and gifts ...
A part of me surely died the same day as my late husband. Most widows would probably say the same thing. When you spend so much time wrapping your life around someone else, it takes a while to unravel yourself ...
