grief
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.
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.
The Truth About Widows — We Cry a Lot
We widows cry a lot. But sometime I stop and ask myself, why am I crying? Am I mourning his life — or mine? Read more.
Widowed, I Celebrated His Birthday With Cupcakes
Widowed, I celebrated his birthday without him — with two birthday cupcakes, one for him and one for me. Because there were still two of us. Read more.
Widowed: Our Love Is Immortal (Seriously!)
Jon may be gone, but our love is immortal. Hear me out. I promise I’m not going to get all cheesy and sentimental on you. Read more.