My world shattered when I became a widow. I am now attempting to reassemble the broken shards into something damaged, fractured, and scarred, yet beautiful.
If this is your first visit here, welcome to my crazy. If you are returning, thank you. In either case, please share this site with someone who may find some comfort from one who has been there. After the sudden death of my 50 y.o. high-school sweetheart husband from undiagnosed heart disease, I became an […]
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This will be the 4th year in a row I’ve blogged about National Widows’ Day, despite it being my 5th year as a potential participant – in Year One post loss, I had no idea it even existed. Most widows (and those who love them) don’t. It’s one of those days that, unless it affects […]
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This. This series of photos you see show the face of a woman who is completely unaware that her world will drastically change merely 3 hours later. These were taken exactly 4 years ago on this date, April 3rd, when A and I had spent some time on the beach while waiting for our daughter […]
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Like so many others in this country (and around the globe), my world these days consists mainly of everything found inside the four walls of the place I call home. Before I committed to self-quarantine (and I don’t mean that in an I-refused-to-take-precautions kind of way, but more in a we-had-a-road-trip-already-planned kind of way), S […]
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Even 3-1/2 years out, I’m discovering things about grief and loss and how my life has changed. A was the Keeper of the Memories. I believe every family has one; the lucky families have more than one. His memory was almost too good, as he sometimes remembered details so vividly, he would relive the moments […]
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