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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One of the things I’ve realized in the past few months is how much I took for granted in the previous 32 years. Having fallen in love at such a young age meant that I was one-half of a couple before I ever truly understood (and appreciated) how unusual (and wonderful) it was. Through the […]
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As a continuation of my previous post attempting to let people get a glimpse inside of who my husband really was, today I’m going to talk about that side of him that initially caused my cousin to remark she “never knew that about him” and which started this whole series in the first place. Music […]
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My husband was a rather private man. Despite being charming and well-liked by most people, he was still quite an enigma. A recent conversation with my cousin (yes, that one, the one who dropped everything to rush more than 1,000 miles away to ensure I was OK when A was hospitalized) made me realize how little […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 