Hi, I’m Daisy! Thank you for visiting and allowing me to share my journey through loss and grief. I hope this website and blog will provide a sliver of comfort to those experiencing loss as well. Sometimes just knowing that you are not alone on this challenging journey can bring a bit of relief. Wishing you hope, light and healing,
Daisy
Why Can’t I Cry Tears Anymore?
Is it possible to have cried so much over months and years that your tears simply run out? The first couple of months after his death, I cried myself to sleep every night. The sheets were soaked in tears. Of course, during the day too, there would be episodes of…
Initial Numbness After Losing a Loved One
~~Reflecting on Year One~~ I think most grievers experience some degree of shock, disbelief and numbness right after loss, even when the death was the result of a long-term illness and it was foreseeable. I also think that this initial numbness after losing a loved one is a blessing in…
A Widow’s Pain and Broken Heart
Can you actually die from a broken heart? If someone had asked me that question prior to my husband’s illness and death, I probably would have been skeptical. As a widow, I am absolutely convinced it’s possible. The effects of grief on the body can be enormous. I experienced physical…
Dating as a Widow: Giving It Another Try
Well, I’m giving dating as a widow another try. Yeah, I know, I know… After my ex-boyfriend and I broke up over a year ago, I swore I would never do this dating thing again. Well, what can I say, it gets lonely. So here we go again. Although online…
Widow Brain and Feelings of Guilt
~~Reflecting on Year One~~ My husband’s death catapulted me into a different world. A world of darkness, heartache, and great uncertainty. We had been married for 22 years and were a team that ran like a well-oiled machine. I’m not saying that our marriage was perfect but, for the most…
New Life and New Identity as a Widow
Being a widow sucks in all kinds of ways. There’s dealing with constant tears, sadness, depression, new financial realities, loneliness, and the list goes on and on. I soon found out that losing my husband also meant losing a major part of my identity. Who was I now in this…