Paul and I met eight years ago today, on 6 February 2002. It was such a funny and unexpected day. I was meant to be…
It dawned on me today that it’s been nine months since I buried Paul. I just don’t know how that’s possible. I still have trouble…
My new year’s resolution was simple this year, or so I thought. I resolved to find a bit of joy in each day. The idea…
I wrote not long ago about finally getting around to making arrangements for Paul’s headstone. At the time, I was maybe a little sad because…
Science has proven time and time again that scents are the biggest human memory triggers. Of course, most of us don’t need to read boring…
The last few days have been bitter-sweet for me. I’m trying to move forward with life; trying to continue doing all of the things I…
In the hours and days after Paul died, I received countless emails, Facebook messages, and sympathy cards. Everywhere I went I was bombarded with the…
I spend a lot of time here complaining about things that I find upsetting and frustrating, but there are many things that I find comforting…
I had my first doctor visit of the new year today as a follow-up after becoming quite ill on Christmas day. Sadly, a new year…
It’s the first new year of this new life and I wish I knew what it had in store for me. For possibly the first…
Before I met Paul, I was one of those habitually single people and quite happy that way. I did what I wanted when I wanted.…
I spent nearly two weeks in the UK with family and friends, and have returned feeling refreshed and relaxed. A break was just what I…
I’ve gotten quite good at forgetting that I’m a widow at times. I can be rather comfortable laughing and joking and just being “in the…
I’ve found myself at a fancy hotel for work once again. It’s one of those really fancy rooms with a separate living room and a…
I went to visit Paul’s gravesite at the weekend and realised that it might be the last time I’m able to sit there and talk…
The first flakes of snow have started to hit the region and while it’s blanketing the ground with soft, white flakes, my heart and soul…
As strange as it sounds, there are days when I wish I could go back to Day One of the grieving process and start over.…
It’s Halloween. I should be excited and giddy; it’s always been a much-loved holiday of mine. In the weeks leading up to it, I would…
Paul and I used to spend a lot of time talking about our relationship. We’d reminisce about the early days, talk about the present, and…
Sometimes I feel very angry and I can’t figure out where to place the blame. I know that my anger is part of my grief,…