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.
I’ve been stuck in a bit of a weird place this last week or so (even stranger than the place I’ve been in for nearly the past year). You see, the one year mark is looming, not only for A’s passing in mid-April, but also for his heart attack at the beginning of the month. […]
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A version of this post also published at The Mighty. We (finally, thankfully) live in a time where we can talk about many topics once considered taboo. Subjects which were once not brought up in “polite company” are now openly discussed (and rightfully so). Things such as sexual assaults, interracial relationships, homosexuality, mental illness and […]
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It’s Saturday night as I write this, and I’ve only just gotten home a short while ago after a pleasant dinner with a couple from back “home”. I went to school with the husband, and already felt as though I knew his wife through her Facebook posts, although we’ve only crossed paths a couple of […]
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I used my husband’s coffee mug this morning. That may not seem like earth shattering news to most people, but there are those who are in the same situation as I am who will understand the significance of this. Although I wear his wedding band on a chain around my neck, occasionally wear his watch, […]
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