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.
This will be the 4th year in a row I’ve blogged about National Widows’ Day, despite it being my 5th year as a potential participant – in Year One post loss, I had no idea it even existed. Most widows (and those who love them) don’t. It’s one of those days that, unless it affects […]
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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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Like so many others in this country (and around the globe), my world these days consists mainly of everything found inside the four walls of the place I call home. Before I committed to self-quarantine (and I don’t mean that in an I-refused-to-take-precautions kind of way, but more in a we-had-a-road-trip-already-planned kind of way), S […]
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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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Many Faces of Cheri G 