Allowing chinks in the armor protecting my heart. Dating as a young widow. Also published in Elephant Journal - as "How to Love A Widow"
Also published by - Option B.org. Just after I created this blog my boyfriend Darren 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 photos in... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
I feel a weight of responsibility to make sure that my children feel their father's presence in their lives and feel that they have a good sense of him even though they will have minimal memories of their own. We have photos, we have mementoes and a chest of drawers of his favourite things and I... Continue Reading →
In the first few months after my husband died, a meal roster was organised so that friends and family could drop off meals to us 4 nights a week. I left an esky by our front gate so that people could drop off a meal at any time during the day and also because I was... Continue Reading →
"A fun summer event at our local waterslide - the goal to catch up in memory of my husband - share some laughs and reconnect"
Photo: Rainbow over my local beach - Manly Beach, Sydney Australia. Rainbows are our special connection to my husband, to each other, to hope and joy and to the mystery of life and universe. It is uncanny how many we have seen in the past 8 years since my husbands last few days with us ...... Continue Reading →