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.
[Note: This is not my theory, but it spoke to me and I have taken it one step further.] There has been some recent buzzing online about a woman who shared the analogy her doctor had shared with her about grief. Essentially, it explains that grief is a ball that resides within a box complete […]
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I’ve been thinking a lot recently about how easily it is to be misjudged. It’s something I’ve considered often in the past, mainly at a point in my life when I, myself, have been underestimated or presumed to be someone or something I’m not based solely on my appearance or limited interaction with another person. […]
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At some point after losing A, when I had begun to consider the possibility of dating again, I started to listen to the stories of others who had traveled that path before me. Some called their next loves their “chapter 2”, but that phrase never sat well with me. To me, a Chapter 2 would […]
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My past and present collided this week. Perhaps “collided” is too strong a word, because it implies force or an impact. When I think of a collision, I see destruction and violence. What happened to me wasn’t violent or destructive, but no less powerful. This is a rough time of year for me. Of course […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 