Today was one of those chilly overcast January days with audible rain outside. I had initially planned to spend this day indoors, tackling paperwork. But after a very cold, wet…
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Before I knew they were called hidden losses, I made my own list. I had carried my late husband’s office whiteboard upstairs, and wrote down some of the many things…
There are certain words you hear or read that describe extreme emotions – things best represented on the movie screen, in novels or in some other grandiose interpretations of life,…
This is a difficult post to write because it’s a tender one. And a happy one. Anyone who has suffered a significant loss, will understand the complication of saying you…
This is not a topic that most people want to read about or talk about. However, something that is so important to address. While not a club that anyone wants…
Don’t forget our children. As the days pass by. Don’t forget our children. Those that had a daddy, or a mommy, die. Don’t forget our children. As you go on…
It was probably in the second month when we were in my clunky, blue car. I can’t remember where we were headed, but I was driving. Dylan was in the…
I had to make a lot of choices during the first year following my husband John’s suicide. Choices I was ill-equipped to make considering the fact that in those early…
I stood for a moment this morning and literally felt all energy and determined action spinning around me. Life moves so quickly and the most effective way to manage it…
