I recently discovered the teachings of Victor Frankl, a trained psychiatrist and neurologist, who spent three years in four Nazi concentration camps, an experience that helped him [...]
Sorry widowers, this one’s for the ladies. When Peter died, I had to face the practical aspects of living alone. I had to change light bulbs, hang pictures and open jars by myself. So I devised a [...]
On Monday, Aug. 1, one year to the day after Peter died, I fortified my psyche with specific plans, so that I wouldn’t be surprised by my volatile emotions. I scheduled a long walk with a [...]
The other day I was staring out the window and saw the most beautiful butterfly flapping its wings and circling the flowers. While watching it flutter, I instantly felt a shared camaraderie with [...]
I am approaching the one-year anniversary of my husband Peter’s death and I am trying to figure out why this date has such power over me. Anniversary dates should hold no more power over us than [...]
A few weekends ago, I was vacationing with my son Nick, daughter-in-law Carolyn, the grandkids, Lucas aged 13 and Georgia aged 9, and their adorable rescue dog Simon, in Santa Barbara. I [...]
As I near the first anniversary of Peter’s death, I feel like I am a horse, (I envision a blonde statuesque, filly, in keeping with my practice of being good to myself), racing towards the finish [...]
About six months ago my dear friend Carrie showed me her tattoos. I was amazed. Never in a million years would I have considered ink on my bod. But I was more than intrigued. I was in awe of how [...]
On a recent trip to New York, I was fortunate to meet with Dr. Katherine Shear, Marion E. Kenworthy Professor of Psychiatry at the Columbia University School of Social Work. Dr. Shear works with [...]
My blogs reflect the pain of my journey through grief since the death of my husband last August. I cry, I meditate, but I also try to be positive. I decided to write a blog about the plus side of [...]
