Loss. What a touchy subject. People don’t like to talk about their grief. They like to ignore it and expect the outcome to be like the movies, where life sucks…
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As a widowed person, I sometimes feel as if I’m been convicted of something. Perhaps I did something wrong, and I just don’t remember. Being widowed is sort of like…
I dream and dream and dream. Every day. Every night before I fall asleep I think of all the things I want to experience. All the places I want to…
Sometimes I want to get up and start screaming, so we can wake up from the sleep we are all under. Yes, I say we, this includes me too. Why…
Today I want to tell you how beautiful you are. How loss has not taken away your beauty. How it has not taken away your humor. Or your deep knowing…
The older I get the more I see. I see myself for who I am. The good. The bad. All of it. I see life and its depths. Maybe we…
I will not conform. Comply. Behave accordingly. Or go along with everyone else. I will not believe their opinions about the way life after loss should be. That it’s supposed…
I look at my life always from the end. I go to the future every day and look back on today. It calms me down. It gives me distance. It…
You don’t know it at first, not until it stings you for a long time. The loudness of laughter. The proximity of people. The constant talking. The ear piercing noise….
Life after loss is a work of art. It takes decades of creating. It roars behind the clouds and screams at night in our souls. It is the most powerful…
