My world shattered when I became a widow. I am now attempting to reassemble the broken shards into something damaged, fractured, and scarred, yet beautiful.
I recently traveled to the island of Saint Thomas in the Caribbean and found myself in tears in a little alleyway in the Queens Quarter area of Charlotte Amalie. They were tears of relief. Or joy. Or gratitude. Or more likely a combination of all three. My life with A began when I was so […]
It’s easier to leave than to be left. That’s the thought that has been running through my head this week. S is on a business trip, his first time traveling without me since we got together more than five years ago. Dropping him off at the airport was tough for me. Tougher than it probably should have been […]
This marks the sixth year in a row I’ve written about National Widows Day, recognized on May 3rd. It was created as a reminder for people to reach out to the widows and widowers around them to simply check in and lend a hand when appropriate. This year, the day and the reminder way a […]
If this is your first visit here, welcome to my crazy. If you are returning, thank you. In either case, please share this site with someone who may find some comfort from one who has been there. After the sudden death of my 50 y.o. high-school sweetheart husband from undiagnosed heart disease, I became an […]