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.
You know those movie scenes where a couple, or a family, or a group of teenagers is happily riding along in a car and out of nowhere – WHAM! – their vehicle is struck by another? Flying glass, screeching tires, crunching metal. Lives turned upside down in an instant. Sudden, unexpected, intense. That’s what grief […]
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This morning, I ran my Saturday morning errands alone, the first time in a very long time I’ve done “our” routine by myself. Although nothing we did was exciting, and generally calling it “mundane” may have been a stretch (bank, grocery store, car wash), we were together and made the best of it. Have you […]
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There are many places we didn’t go Many things we didn’t do But that’s not what I’ll focus on When I think of you. There are roads we’ve never traveled Things we couldn’t buy And yet despite the things we lacked Still that’s not why I’ll cry Instead I’ll mourn the things we […]
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The recent time I spent in the hospital brought back a lot of old memories and I couldn’t help thinking about the similarities and differences between my husband’s and my father’s illnesses and passings. Back in late 1996, my father went to the emergency room because he was having difficulty breathing. I won’t dredge up […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 