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What does it look like
to be a widow?


I thought it was just going to be a day … but it turned out to be the day my husband died.
I’d like to think we started the day like any other. But I don’t remember. He was in Kansas, not California so that meant it would be a...


I was the princess, now I’m the queen
What’s the difference between the princess and the queen? Very simple, when you’re a princess you are only responsible for some of the...


A road trip with just one parent in the front seats
Autumn is here. The change is resplendent. The colors are vibrant. It’s like a reverberating energy, a leaf’s last chance at life before...


The widow’s grocery list
How my life has changed. I used to bustle about in Sprouts, shopping organic, eating whole foods only, snacking on charcuterie. I never...


Celebrating Eric’s second death anniversary
Our new tradition is to celebrate his life on a fun vacation. We toasted him and did daredevil things like skinny dipping and parasailing...


Just Ask
The morning after Eric died, a neighbor that I had met only once knocked on the door. This was a seminal moment for me, because I made a...


How to survive Christmas without your husband
I have never written about Christmas in detail on my blog because it has just been plain old too hard. I have closed my eyes, plugged my...


All In
Church had become a place of loneliness and desolation. Only faith brought me there the first months after Eric died. Faith and a desire...


The Widow’s Instacart Mites
I needed money. My mind was racing. Ideas. Ideas. Ideas. My husband had died two-and-a-half years before. We were well off financially,...
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