Barbara’s Riffs on Life

Widowed: Who Will Look After Me Now That Jon Is Gone?

Jon was the one I could count on for rides to car repair shops and colonoscopies. Who will look after me now? Read more.

“What is grief, if not love persevering?” — that’s from the TV miniseries “WandaVision.” A nice thought. But I’m not there yet. Read more.

My husband is gone, but I’m hoping that planting a secret garden outside my door will give me living things to keep me company as I work. Read more.

Have I turned into one of those stubborn old women who refuses to leave her house? Read more.

I worried that I would let Jon down. I worried that this last thing I could do for him would fall short and I would fail him. Read more.

How to grieve? I don’t know. I’m not ready to give up being broken-hearted, outraged, horrified at the sudden death of my husband. Read more.