Barbara’s Riffs on Life

Widowed: Caught in the Time Warp of Grief

Another new year has arrived. Time passes and it won’t stop. Here’s what I had to say about that back in 1990. Read more.

Grandchild No. 1 came for a holiday visit and it rained all week. Here’s what we found to do with a kid on a rainy day. Read more.

On my Christmas card this year, “May your days be merry,” is code for — may your days be filled with hope and faith. Read more.

I came home to what I thought was an empty house but, widowed, I got caught in the act of crying for my husband. Noisily. Read more.

My first widow’s Christmas card — my husband isn’t here to compose the poem and photoshop the card. How do I pull it off without him? Read more.