I am steeling myself against the upcoming holidays, the first since the loss of my husband. Each milestone is a weight that I carry. I feel like Sisyphus in Greek mythology being punished and [...]
It’s been over three months since my husband Peter died. It truly irks me when people preach, “He’s in a better place.” I want to scream, “No he’s not! He should be sleeping beside me. That is a [...]
It’s been three months since I lost my husband and people chirp at me that I am “out and about and doing so well.” In their minds it seems to be a positive. In truth, I might smile, I might [...]
Being suddenly widowed brings on a bunch of unforeseen practical things you can’t do by yourself. In between bouts of tears there are moments when I get dressed up and go out. My first blog [...]
My first blog went up on Huffington Post this morning. The outpouring of emotion is heartening and heartbreaking at the same time. The sadness hits again with a vengeance and I see you staring at [...]
One month ago, Peter, my husband of 47 years, died of a heart attack. When I married him at the age of 23, I knew I had found the person who would cherish me unconditionally in sickness and in [...]
