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.
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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Today was the first of “the firsts”. You know how after someone passes you suddenly have to celebrate each special occasion without him? Or you go to that favorite restaurant without her? Today, we celebrated our daughter’s 23rd birthday, and she has the dubious distinction of being the “first of ‘the firsts’”. Obviously more firsts […]
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I’ve been walking around in a fog this week, emotionally raw, yet still numb somehow. I haven’t turned on the TV in our bedroom; that was my husband’s thing. I tried once, changed it to TCM (our favorite channel to watch together), but it just didn’t seem right. So the television stays off, and the […]
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So many times over the last few weeks, people have referred to me as brave or strong; I so don’t feel that way. I feel as though I’ve been muddling through, just barely holding it together, and only doing what needs to be done. That isn’t strength, is it? Bravery isn’t merely being so sleep […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 