After Rod died, I was faced with things and tasks that had always just gotten done. Especially technology. Rod was a tech guy by profession. Early on in our marriage, he would try to explain things to me, and I ...
Read More
When I was a little kid I loved to drive through tunnels. Maybe because it’s rare but mostly because I loved the sound and feeling of going through one. The loud wishing and whirring only to come out the other ...
Read More
I am only in the beginning of my second year being a widow. The first year is all about the mountain of “firsts” that one has to get through, the obvious ones: first Christmas, Thanksgiving, every other holiday, birthdays, anniversaries. ...
Read More
Widow. A few days after my husband’s passing someone told me “well you are a widow now.” I remember thinking, “No, I’m young. We were special. We are still married.” It was so foreign to me. Widow. I refused to ...
Read More