The doctor told me the stone measured almost one centimeter in diameter. I sat there as tears slipped quietly down my face. I didn’t cry or wail or sob or bawl or howl or whimper or dissolve into hysterics. He ...
Dear Bret, It's been a while since I wrote you a letter, and after I made the suggestion for other widows to write letters to their late partners, I decided to do the same. You've been gone now for over ...
On a day like today, when I was 10 years old, I might have been lying on my bedroom floor, listening to the radio. "Neverending Story" by Limahl might have been playing, and the breeze might have been causing my ...
Hot take incoming: Not long after Bret died, I became aware of something that gave me some pretty conflicted feelings. I'm still not sure how to feel about it, even seven+ years later. Bret had been a well-known guy with ...
One of the biggest, most ever-nagging situations that has persisted following my entrance into widowhood, has been the loss of security. And when I say security, I mean it in a variety of ways. There is actual security. Bret was ...
It is the happiest time of the year or at least that is what we are told. But for some, this time of the year comes with sadness and grief. It is not that we are not happy to celebrate ...
Add this to the unending list of peeves that plague the widowed: when people refer to our late spouses as exes! Unless you were permanently split up when they passed, these are not our exes. (And for those who were ...
Second Chance When Matt first died my heart was so broken I didn't think I would try to love again. After a year I thought maybe I could but realized I couldn't. But I took the time to heal ...