Navigating through loss and living, grief and laughter by the merry widow.
It started out as insomnia initially. Long waking hours at night which warm milk, Sleepy Time Tea, and a trip to the doctor’s wouldn’t remedy. Weeks became months and have turned into over a year in which my middle son couldn’t sleep until well past his bedtime and mine. His feet paced the floor in [...]
My oldest son, now 18, called me at work the other day for some reason I don’t recall. I think it was about his college applications. After that, he asked how everyone was doing and somehow we got onto the subject of his father. He wanted to know if I thought his dad went to [...]
February 10 is my three year mark of being a widow. He died a day before his oldest son’s birthday. He died four days before Valentines Day. Nothing before and hopefully nothing after will top this one for them, because they have the rest of their lives to deal with this senseless death.
I’ve watched with curiosity as my second son, now 15, has immersed himself with the Waltons family. He is on season 5, having just finished that, and is hoping I’ll find season 6 somewhere. I’ll order it at Amazon if I need to. This has been going on for about a year now. Yes, John-Boy, [...]
“Who would think that he’d be killed, by a little shock like that. Why ’twas nothing but the bill for my Merry Widow Hat.” I don’t know about you, but I play it over in my mind on bad days. You know, the revolving door scenario debating if I had done this or that, stood [...]
Image via Wikipedia It is interesting how getting to that first year anniversary after my spouse died, seemed like reaching the top of Mount Kilimanjaro. It was like I wasn’t supposed to be doing some things – like dating someone, or laughing too much, smiling too much, going out to have fun. Do you know [...]
