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.
Some people deal with grief by being too heartbroken to eat. You see it in the movies (and in real life) all the time, someone reminding their grieving loved ones to eat. Loss of appetite is, in fact, a very common physical reaction to loss. Why can’t I be one of those people? The two […]
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Now, it probably seems as though my husband was a hopeless romantic who constantly doled out sickeningly sweet compliments. While he definitely had his fair share of awwwww-inspiring moments, he could just as often be found dishing out less-than-ideal (yet humorous) attention, as well. He could often make me laugh, even when I wanted so […]
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Today I was reminded of something that happened way back in the beginning of my relationship with my husband. It’s one of those fleeting memories that randomly makes an appearance, and brings with it a head shake, then a chuckle, and finally, what an old friend of mine would call a “warm fuzzy”. We were […]
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There’s another aspect of losing someone beyond the loneliness and pain, and it’s not exclusive to us middows© (or widows of any age, for that matter). It’s a more pragmatic facet of loss that affects single and divorced women everywhere, as well, and it’s something that will greatly affect my plans for the weekend. My […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 