Wintertime… It’s grey, rainy and cold outside, and it’s definitely affecting my mood! I’ve noticed lately that I’ve started ruminating again about my husband’s death, our last few years together and the things I wish would have been different, the regrets, the many unanswered questions. It’s easy to fall back…
The year is almost over. It’s been a pretty good one, although I’ve been struggling with some minor health issues. Part of getting older, I guess. All in all, I can’t complain. I’m still alive. My husband has been dead for 12 years now. Sometimes it feels like yesterday, other…
Memories came flooding back. Dark memories of hours upon hours spent at the hospital. Or at the cancer center for his radiation or chemo. Or accompanying him to get blood transfusions. And days and nights at hospice until the inevitable sad end. The Trigger My grandson broke his arm and…
You’ve been gone for so long. The first few years without you were insanely difficult. There’s no way to adequately describe the pain, heartbreak, and despair. I thought about you all day, and I cried myself to sleep at night. The tears were always just one memory, one grief trigger…