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Whether you’ve been widowed six months or six years, the grief and pain of losing a spouse or partner never goes away. Join me as I share my own story and those of others from the young and widowed community. Let me know what topics hit close to home, which posts you draw strength from or how you’ve been inspired to keep moving through the overwhelming pain. It’s a place where you’ll always feel connected, knowing there are other young widows and widowers across the globe who understand the many emotions that come with being young and widowed.

Spare the Widowed Community Your Judgment

Spare the Widowed Community Your Judgment

You weren’t there when I told myself I’d never love again. You weren’t there when the guilt told me I didn’t deserve to be loved again. You weren’t there when the longing to be held and touched washed over me. You weren’t there as I struggled to recapture my past yet...

You Never “Get Over” a Loss

You Never “Get Over” a Loss

No matter where you are in the world, I’ll always get to you… I told my husband those words almost a decade ago and even though he died eight years ago, my heart, soul, and spirit still seek him out Last night, I had another one of those dreams The one where you...

Breathing Through The Pain

Breathing Through The Pain

There are days where the magnitude of my lossTakes me right back to that phone callTo that longing to get to youTo that first realization that you were gone. Then as the pain of your loss washes over me,I remind myself to breathe… Breathe through your deathBreathe...

Widow Judgment

Widow Judgment

I’m not sure what it is about widowed people dating that makes those around us feel it’s open season to judge and offer their two-cents about our lives and marriages. This is even more upsetting when it comes from members of the widowed community. While I respect your...

You Judge But Have No Idea…

You Judge But Have No Idea…

While you’re busy judging the widowed person in your life, please know… The vacation photos may be his attempt not to feel suffocated in a house that no longer feels like home, especially during the holidays. The excessive attention given to her children may be...

Give Yourself a G.I.F.T. this Holiday Season

Give Yourself a G.I.F.T. this Holiday Season

The holidays are a time of togetherness and family traditions. It’s even been dubbed the “most wonderful time of the year.” But for many in the widowed community, it can be filled with grief, loneliness, and reminders of our loss. Once solid relationships with family...

If You Love Me, Acknowledge My Grief

If You Love Me, Acknowledge My Grief

If you love our laughter, it’s because we’ve known the heartache of loving and losing. It’s because we’ve gotten to a place where laughter didn’t feel like a betrayal; where laughter didn’t hide the tears and frustrations. We’ve fought through the guilt and now...

To The Widow Who Came Before Me

To The Widow Who Came Before Me

Back in 1997, I never thought of her as a widow. We were on the cusp of adulthood, about to graduate from the high school that brought us together.We didn’t run in the same circles but had friends in common.It was March of that year when tragedy struck our...

The Real Deal on Dating a Widow

The Real Deal on Dating a Widow

There have been many articles written about dating someone who has lost a spouse. You’ll hear about our heart expanding to let more love in, and how we’ve learned a deeper appreciation for love and life. Those are all facts. But, there are also a few...

Grief Timelines: Fact vs. Fiction

Grief Timelines: Fact vs. Fiction

Ask anyone who is widowed and they will tell you they’ve gotten no shortage of advice - from family, friends, in-laws, other widows and widowers, and some people not even qualified to give a dog a command. But how do you know what’s fact and what’s...

10 Lessons Widowhood Has Taught Me

10 Lessons Widowhood Has Taught Me

1. You Can Go On Even When You Feel Like Giving Up I honestly didn’t think I’d survive the first month of being widowed, yet here I am… 88 months later. The sad, broken part of me couldn’t see myself climbing out of the rawest stage of my grief. There were many times...

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