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.…
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.…
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…
I’ve heard a lot of things over the past five months that have taken me by surprise. From “helpful” comments about how I should be…
There’s a crispness in the air now that the fall weather has started to settle in after a long summer. I’ve always enjoyed the confluence…
I met a man the other day who lost his wife not long ago. He is now faced with raising his young children alone and is…
When I was operating Frances 2.0, I would most often be found with amazing vintage accessories – mostly in the form of handbags from the 1920s to…
I’m in this really weird place right now where I don’t want to let go of the past and I don’t want to move forward.…
I spent the last few days in a fancy-schmancy hotel in downtown Seattle. And being there made me realise how much I miss Paul; how…
I’m taking a holiday in November, and I should be extremely excited about it. I’m going to Scotland, the place where I feel most at…
Paul’s grave marker was placed at the cemetery in England last week, and his family sent photos of it so that I could see how…
Typical of so many couples, Paul and I never spoke in specific terms about funerals. We’d chat here-and-there about things, but neither of us ever said…
Four months ago today, my entire world was shaken to the core and all of the certainty I’d come to rely on was taken from…