Lean on Me

My uncle is having open heart surgery today. This is my father’s younger brother and the father of my cousin / maid of honor / honorary nose wiper. Yes, I mean that cousin, the same one who dropped everything and hopped a flight to be by my side when A was in the hospital, despite the…

Continued Drought

Since becoming widowed, I have been told, in essence, that the second year of grief is more difficult than the first.  I have heard it said so many times that I felt there must be some truth to it.  I’m only a few weeks into my “Year Two” and probably unqualified to really weigh in…

National Widows Day 2017

Have you ever heard of National Widows Day?  Yeah, me, neither.   But this year it’s on Wednesday, May 3rd, for the record. It’s a fairly new event that evolved from a concept known as Widow’s Wednesday.  This was started as essentially a way for people to remember the widows (and widowers) in their lives by…

Losing the Chaff

I’ve never been the most sociable person, mainly due to my shyness and low self-esteem. It’s actually quite curious, because some recent conversations have me analyzing the concept of perspective; it seems that many people view me in a completely different light than I view myself. Those who know me best, get the truest me…

Grief is a Bully

I sometimes (often?) have arguments with the ghost of my husband.  Perhaps argument is too strong a word, and quite likely it isn’t really him or his ghost, but simply my own delusional mind still trying to make sense of everything. These disagreements are rarely about anything important, but isn’t that the way most marriages…

Grounded

This morning, I finally pushed myself enough to take a walk.  Not walking the dog around the neighborhood, not with my camera in hand, not with anyone or for any real purpose except to move. Perhaps I decided my message about my walking shoes needed to be a more literal one. A and I used…