When I see a happy couple, long-married or newlywed, I want to say, “Happily married? One of you is going to get your heart broken some day.” Read more.
Widowed
Jon died unexpectedly at the age of 79. I thought we'd have many more years together. We won't.
My Deceased Husband’s Mail — I Like Getting It
When my deceased husband’s mail arrives in our mailbox, it’s often from charities he supported, so a little bit of him shows up along with it. Read more.
My Deceased Husband’s Voice — Coming at Me From the Stars
My deceased husband’s voice came at me the other day — from across the years, all the way from 1988 and a summer’s night under the stars. Read more.
Widowed. I’m Fine Until It’s Time to Go Home
A day-long hike at Pt. Reyes keeps my mind off the fact that I’m widowed — and I’m fine until it’s time to go home. Read more.
When Your Friends Read Your Blog — And the Warriors Win It!
The trouble with keeping a blog that your friends read is — your friends read your blog. And then they invite you over to watch the game with them. Read more.
Jon Was a Sports Fan. Am I?
Jon loved sports. I didn’t. But I did love Jon, and he was a sports fan, so I followed his teams. Now that he’s gone, am I still a sports fan? Read more.
Did Covid Kill My Husband? Was He ‘Collateral Damage’ of the Pandemic?
Covid-19 has killed 1,000,000 Americans. How many additional, collateral casualties were there? Was Jon one of them? Did Covid kill my husband? Read more.