I often think back over our friendship. How we chatted on the phone for hours – laughing about the train wrecks we’ve encountered in our early 20’s. Remember when Mike dumped you right before Valentine’s Day and we stayed up all night drinking wine and plotting...
I see you gasp, waiting for your brain to make sense of the words that just poured out my mouth. Yes, you heard correctly. I am widowed. I know, I know…”but you’re so young”. Though I’m much younger than the average age of a widow, assuming that widowhood...
As I stick my toe back into the world of dating, especially online, I’m forced to choose a status: single or widowed. I’m always hesitant to select “single” because it feels like I’m denying my marriage. If I go with “widowed”, then I have to deal with all the...
At some point, most everyone in the widowed community hopes to emerge from the black hole of grief. In no way do we ever truly escape grief but we desire to get to a place where we can carry on despite the loss of our spouse. We want to move beyond the depression,...
Death makes people uncomfortable. We get it. You’re unsure what to say…what to do. As widows and widowers, we often internalize the comments and actions made by family and friends that offend us. This can strain relationships and cause families to grow apart. Instead...
I get it. You ask your husband a question and it falls on deaf ears. You need help in the kitchen but he’s been parked in front of the television for the past four hours. You’re frustrated and at your wits’ end. Nothing seems to ever get accomplished around the...
