Four years today. I don’t have much to say right now. I might come back to elaborate – but for now, this is another marker for a life that is still being rebuilt. Cherish every moment you have reader, life moves swiftly and can & probably will, surprise you – and not necessarily in a…
Life does go on, but that’s always a bitter pill for a widow/widower. Somewhere in dark tunnel of grief, a light will eventually begin to shine. Entranced by that light, I scrambled from the darkness, intent on it shining on my face; but the sad truth is that no matter how fully I bathe in…
It’s cliche and trite, but the 2nd year of a child’s life is usually referred to as the “terrible 2’s” – it’s the developmental stage where toddlers are starting to explore their environment and encounter challenges that they are not developed enough yet to process, this results in tantrums, mood swings, and defiance. All of…
Un – It’s a prefix that means not. It’s used to a word an opposite or negative meaning. And I’m using it here because there’s so many times my mind wanders to the unfinished, the unfair, the unattainable, and the undone things. And that’s only a few of the the un prefixed words that bring…
This is going to be a long post – or possibly a series: Let’s talk Widow’s fog. Yes Virginia, there is a thing called Widow’s Fog. All humor aside, this is a serious subject, something I wasn’t prepared for at all. I spent about 2 weeks with this post, constantly re-reading it and editing it…
I haven’t posted in a long time. I meant too. I meant to do this almost daily, however my motivation seems to come and go at times. It’s good reminder of how loss of a loved one can turn into multiple losses. Loss of self, loss of motivation, loss of joy, loss of dreams, loss…