As I watched Oprah Winfrey’s powerful speech during the 75th Golden Globes, the line, “I’ve interviewed and portrayed people who’ve withstood some of the ugliest things life can throw at you, but the one quality all of them seem to share is an ability to...
Although you knew his cancer was terminal, you thought he’d beat the odds. You thought you’d be the couple that got the miracle. Maybe his death was unexpected. You thought he was coming home for dinner only to get a call that there had been a horrific accident....
*This blog post originally appeared on the Hope for Widows website. I’ve been told it won’t happen…can’t happen. But it’s already started. I’m forgetting my husband. Don’t get me wrong. Our love will always be something that I cherish for the rest of life. Our...
At a fair this weekend, a well-intentioned vendor gave my kiddo a package of orange slime. She couldn’t contain herself and demanded we return home so she could play with it the way she’d been instructed: on the kitchen table. What started off as fun at the table soon...
If you’ve been widowed more than a week, you’ll inevitably hear or see this statement: There is no right or wrong way to grieve. It’s the rallying cry for our community when we feel judged or receive unsolicited advice. How dare someone tell us how to deal with the...
As I stood at my husband’s grave looking down at his headstone, I noticed the date of his death. I have survived 68 months. On Day 1, I never imagined Month 1 let alone Year 1. I never thought I would ever get to a place where the pain of his death didn’t leave me...
