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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[Update – 7/24/17 Recently, the individual responsible for a large portion of the negativity that resulted in the break from A’s family that I felt necessary for my sanity, started in again by commenting on this blog post. I believe my daughter’s wedding this past weekend (blog post to come) stirred up some negative emotions. […]
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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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[Below is the tribute speech given at my husband’s Celebration of Life service. Rather than try to provide the highlights, I have chosen to present it verbatim. Note that it is fairly lengthy and still does not touch on all the points I would have liked to share about my husband. It is difficult to […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 