I don’t know if it’s because I’ve become more tough since widowhood or simply because I’m older now. Or maybe it has to do with my menopause-fueled ability to unleash a fierce bitchiness that I simply didn’t possess in my younger years. It’s probably a combination of all of the…
It’s been ten years since I lost my husband to lung cancer. Is 10 years that magic number that marks the end of grief? No, of course not! Grief goes on, it will never completely go away. It becomes part of us. How do I feel at ten years of…
The holiday season is upon us again! Thanksgiving is just a few days away and Christmas is right around the corner too. I always dread it. It should be a joyful season, but to me it’s filled with stress, sadness and painful memories of what once was. My (adult) kids…
I have a confession to make. It’s really quite embarrassing and terrible. I’m a bad widow. My husband’s online obituary page on tributes.com didn’t even have a photo of him—until now. Nearly 10 years later, I finally added one. (A special thanks to Emily at tributes.com for helping me with…