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.
I’m not sure the cause, and I’m not sure it matters enough to figure out the why, but I have been feeling extremely connected to A lately. As if he has been trying to communicate with me more over the past few weeks. I often see signs or hear messages from him through signs I […]
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This. This series of photos you see show the face of a woman who is completely unaware that her world will drastically change merely 3 hours later. These were taken exactly 4 years ago on this date, April 3rd, when A and I had spent some time on the beach while waiting for our daughter […]
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Even 3-1/2 years out, I’m discovering things about grief and loss and how my life has changed. A was the Keeper of the Memories. I believe every family has one; the lucky families have more than one. His memory was almost too good, as he sometimes remembered details so vividly, he would relive the moments […]
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The other day I did a thing. It was something that hadn’t even really been on my radar as potentially emotional or difficult. Yet, it turned out to be both, which ultimately threw me a curveball. After much internal debate and occasional discussion with S, we came to the decision that it was time to […]
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