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…
Several weeks ago I decided that the best way to deal with Christmas was to avoid it. I figured that if I treated it as…
For nearly eight months, I’ve been putting off ordering a headstone for Paul. Even after I knew what I wanted, I still couldn’t bring myself…
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…
Just a quick share today: While reading a blog post by another widow, I saw this quote and it just seemed so fitting and true to…
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,…
I joined a grief support group a couple of weeks ago and have found it oddly comforting, even though I’m the youngest one in the…
I booked my ticket for a holiday to the UK today. Now I’m happy and sad; I’m looking forward to my trip and I’m dreading it.…
I reflect quite often on the Desiderata these days. Mostly because I know that my Paul wants me to be happy and the words of…
One week before Paul died we spent the day working in the yard. I remember sitting on the edge of the flower beds removing mulch…
The process of grieving and mourning is really starting to wreak havoc on my physical being. This, in turn, intensifies some of the mental and…
One of the hard parts about grief is not knowing when it’s going to hit. I can be going about my day quite happily one…