Overwhelmed by Tasks Right After Loss

~~Reflecting on Year One~~ One of the cruelest things of widowhood is having to deal with the unavoidable tasks that follow the death of a loved one. I’m talking about everything from arranging the funeral, getting death certificates, contacting life insurance, social security, etc. to dealing with your loved one’s…

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The Holidays Are Finally Over

As I mentioned in one of my previous posts, the holiday season is a difficult time for me. And, to make matters worse, December is also the month in which my husband passed away. Now that I have another Thanksgiving, sadiversary, Christmas and New Year’s behind me, I feel relieved….

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Stages of Grief or Roller Coaster Ride?

Sometimes stages are mentioned in connection with grief, in particular the five stages of grief according to Dr. Kübler-Ross. The stages are denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. However these stages were originally meant to describe the emotions terminally ill people might go through. Applying them to grief after the…

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The Dreadful “W” Word

~~Reflecting on Year One~~ A couple of months after my husband passed away, I was summoned to jury duty. During the jury selection process, we had to briefly introduce ourselves. Listening to the others stating their occupation, marital status etc., I realized that I would have to say the word…

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Christmas Is Here Again

Christmas is always difficult for me. The entire holiday season seems to be filled with triggers that bring back grief and memories. It has never been the same since my husband passed away and never will be. Some of the joy is simply gone. Certain traditions and things we used…

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Suddenly There’s No More “We”

~~Reflecting on Year One~~ Sometimes it’s the little, seemingly insignificant things that are so incredibly painful after loss. And without warning, they knock you deep into the darkness of grief. For me, one of those things that tormented me over and over was the word “we.” Or rather the fact…

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