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.
Yes. I sometimes speak of my husband in the present tense. Often, in fact. And generally, I don’t even think about it being “wrong” until after the words pass my lips. Then I have this hyperspeed conversation with myself, essentially going back and forth about what I said, why I said it, who I said […]
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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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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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Let me preface this post by saying that things are definitely getting “better” in my life. I feel more like my former self all the time. I know I’m healing, but don’t believe I can ever get to a point where I can say I’m “healed”. That being said, I have definitely felt a change […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 