Sometimes I am angry. Very angry. One of the things with losing the person in my life that knew me the most, my best friend, is that a piece of me literally died with him. It was a hard reality ...
15 months. 15 and a half months to be exact. Where has time gone? I'm in such a bizarre stage in this journey of widowhood and grief...It's hard to really put into words…If September 29th of 2018 wasn't enough of ...
That night replays in my mind more often than I can control...Mostly when restlessness takes over after waking before the sun has even risen...My mind won't shut down, and despite my best efforts, that night repeats over and over making ...
For fourteen months now I have shared my journey of widowhood as honestly as possible. Though it's sometimes difficult, attempting to put into words the variety of emotions I feel on a daily basis has helped with the processing of ...
Today, self-care has become a part of my routine, but it did not start out that way. It has now been three years since my husband died. For me, my first year as a widow was full of numbness. The ...