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.
Untethered means without ties or anchor, floating free, and it’s exactly how I’ve been feeling lately. My husband was my anchor (and I his tether to the Earth if a certain woman with psychic abilities is to be believed), but somehow that rope broke back in April, and I have been floating aimlessly since. There […]
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In our family, we have long spoken about what type of funeral we each want, and how we would like our final goodbyes to be. After attending many events that were too somber and mournful, with not enough laughter and remembrance of the better times, we spoke of honoring a life, rather than mourning a […]
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[This is an extremely personal, humiliating story and I’m hesitant and embarrassed to tell it. Yet I feel compelled to, because it shows what an incredible man my husband was, and the whole world should know what true love looks like.] Have you ever wondered what true love looks like in action? This morning I […]
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If you’ve noticed that I’ve been MIA for a few days, it’s because I’ve had an emotionally exhausting weekend going through old pictures, cards and letters. It was almost all I could do to just get through the day. It simultaneously warms and breaks my heart to see our lives in photographs and words of […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 