• Family,  Freelance,  Friends,  Gratitude,  Grief,  Support,  This Life,  Writing

    That Second Year

    That Second Year So, this is my second year of being a widow. It has been challenging so far, I’ll admit it. Settling into a new, strange life you weren’t prepared for is not easy. There is definitely something to the theory that the second year is when the shock wears off. Is it harder than the first year? It has its own feel to it and there is an emptiness to it that is difficult but no, it’s not harder. Not to me. I remember the unending pain and misery in those first six months. I am able to laugh and enjoy life sometimes now. How is that not…

  • Gratitude,  Grief,  This Life

    Float Away

    My life is not without challenges. Like so many of us, there are many more challenges than I would like. But I sit here today and I look out at the sun shining through my windows. I breathe in the spring air through my partially opened door. I watch the clouds move in their willowy way. I see people living their lives, working and walking. They have families at home or they don’t. They have something to look forward to or they don’t. They have something that they dread or they don’t. They are human, like me. We are all in this together and I see us all surrounded by…

  • Grief,  This Life

    The Sunny Side

    As many of you know, I am doing quite well with my grief. I mean, as well as somebody can with something like that. But there are still those times, those gut-wrenching moments that get me. And I have accepted that these will probably always happen but I also think it’s good to talk about them. To let them go as you share how you felt and dealt with it. “Every time you tell your story, it becomes part of the community you’re telling it to and you become less alone with it,” I said this in the AMA (Ask Me Anything) I did on Sunday night (all questions and…

  • This Life

    We are never finished…

    This is the story of a widow who is using what she learned in her grief, in the destruction of the life she knew, to change that life. To change her world. I feel like, for me, the best way to honor my husband, the loss of my best friend, my grief, the tremendous pain and the hope and beauty I now see in this warped yet wonderful world is to jump feet first into everything I have always wanted to do but either thought I couldn’t do it or felt it was too late. I want to try stand up comedy. I want to get good at the violin again.…