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,…
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…
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’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…
It’s not all doom and gloom in my mind. Some days – most days – I think about the happy moments I shared with Paul and I even manage…
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…
I was a lucky woman. I had a wonderful husband who always wanted me to have the best things in life. He wanted me to…
It’s Friday. I used to really love Fridays – it meant the start of a weekend, which meant two full days with Paul. I remember…
When you lose your partner, you lose so many things that you may not even realise you had. I’m still learning what those losses are,…
We’ve all heard the question a million times before: How are you? We’ve all asked the question a million times before, too. What I’ve found…
Paul and I met in Scotland on 6 February 2002. We hit it off instantly and on 21 May 2005, we were married and settled…