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.
Becoming a Widow… Makes you feel like an outsider Like being the one black crayon in a world full of brightly colored markers. Makes you feel incompetent Like trying to eat rice with one chopstick from a spinning plate. Makes you feel powerless Like being blindfolded and placed backwards on a roller coaster. Drunk. Makes […]
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If it seems that I’ve been somewhat MIA here, you’re right. My time is not my own these days and I don’t get many opportunities to sit at my computer and tell you what’s going on with me – I prefer to actually be out there trying to live my life again. Part of that […]
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I’ve learned a great deal from the widowed community. From those whom I know personally, and those whom I’ve met only virtually. As a collective, we are many things. Below are but a few: Widows are: Antisocial – Sometimes we just want to be left alone. Grief can be a heavy burden, draining every ounce […]
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It’s been a few weeks since I’ve written anything. It feels as though I’m letting you all down, but my writing just seems to have become redundant: “I thought about A today and it made me sad, but I’m choosing to not let it get me too down. The End” Honestly, that’s my daily life […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 