What have I gleaned from my experience of the loss of my late husband that can ground me as I now grieve for the more recent loss of my father?
Three insights into grief and memories that anchor me to life and love
Father’s Day – Blessings to all those who will be brave
I am proud of my 8 year old daughter. Yesterday she was brave. In the face of loss and grief she chose love, kindness, creativity, compassion and gratitude. She lost her father five years ago to brain cancer when she was just three years old. Her grandfather (my father) died from Alzheimers disease three months... Continue Reading →
Frivolity
Most days I write about and reflect upon emotion-full memories. Frivolity as a counter balance is essential.
Love will anchor you
(Also published on Women's spiritual poetry blog) If I could step back in time to the day when my young husband (36 years of age) was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer, what would I tell myself? What would I tell the ambitious, independent, achievement focused, busy young woman who was trying to balance starting a family... Continue Reading →
He would have been 44
How my young children and I mark each birthday of my late husband Love, loss and gratitude intertwined
Opening my heart to loving again
Allowing chinks in the armor protecting my heart. Dating as a young widow. Also published in Elephant Journal - as "How to Love A Widow"
Introducing my late husband to my boyfriend
Also published by - Option B.org. Just after I created this blog my boyfriend at the time said to me "This is a little out there - but you haven't introduced me to your late husband yet. I am reading about him on your blog, you mention him every now and then and there are... Continue Reading →
Small acts of Kindness
Small unsolicited acts of kindness are like tiny rainbows that provide light and love through the heavy fog of grief and challenging times. People often say "Let me know there if there is anything I can do". When people said it to me I would usually smile and say thank you but rarely take them up on... Continue Reading →
Grief is Missing, and Missing is Love.
The kids and I miss my late husband every day. We feel his absence. So many triggers. Yet I am grateful for all the memories and the moments. Even though it hurts. I'm grateful for the love. Grief is missing. And Missing is Love. "I believe in missing things. I enjoy the feeling of missing. It doesn't have to imply... Continue Reading →
Rainbows & Rollercoasters 