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.
One of the most unexpected things about grieving the loss of my husband is how much energy it seems to expend. All my actions and thoughts seem to be much more difficult than they were back in March, and I become physically and mentally exhausted from the smallest efforts. My world has become blanketed with […]
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I sometimes feel as though my blog posts are repetitive and without value. It seems the same emotions swirl about my head making random, intermittent appearances like random colored socks in a white load in a laundromat washing machine – now you see it, now you don’t. The white clothing is representative of my zombie-like […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 