Monday is the date on the calendar that marks my husband’s death. It’s the date after his dash. This year, it will be two years. Two YEARS. Leading up to this date this year,… { read more }
I wonder if we were all honest about it, would we find people walking through suffering or loss that DIDN’T question God? Like ever? If they are out there, well then they’re sure different… { read more }
I walked by our picture on the wall. I stopped. First I smiled at the memory of you, and then I touched the glass and tried to recall how it felt to touch your… { read more }
As I do every morning while holding my first cup of coffee, I looked outside the window above the kitchen sink and stared toward the garden. At first glance, it looked dead and lifeless.… { read more }
I am not a big fan of Valentine’s Day. Even when my husband was alive, it wasn’t my favorite. Valentine’s Day is all about love stories. Meh. I am reflective today though, thinking back… { read more }
For a long time, I was living more in the past than in the present. Actually, I was shackled to the past. There was no way I could contemplate the future without pain and… { read more }
I am a master list maker. I always have been. Just ask my brother and sister how I used to make lists of the chores they should do. (My list was shorter. Advantage: Oldest).… { read more }
Let’s have a Q&A party. You can ask me any question you want! The only things off limits are my weight and politics (both make me nauseous). Other than that, I’m pretty sure I’m… { read more }
I suppose I’ve always been a little bit of an anxious person, but there are a few things since becoming a widow that really amp up my anxiety. It’s not something that’s easy for… { read more }
Is it a full moon? Has the government shutdown caused every last one of us to lose our mind? Something is off in the world. There’s all sorts of crazy happening around here today… { read more }