Celebrating Anniversary Minus One

Anniversaries are weird.  I remember each and every anniversary that was important to Don and I.  However, what do I do with them now? Do I just acknowledge it in my head, smile and go about my day? Write out a sappy social media message with what would have been on said date?  To just […]

Need a Dating 2.0 Class for 40 Somethings!

Wow, 2017.  Time is flying by too fast and I still feel like it was yesterday that Don died. When in reality it has been 2 years, 6 months and 2 days since my world changed. I am doing OK.  I have tried dating and unfortunately I can’t stop comparing the guys to Don.  I […]

640 Days

I have been a widow for approximately 640 days.  Crazy to think of it like that.  For the last 640 days I have longed for my husband. Wished that cancer did not take away the one person that I loved more than life.  During those 640 days I have become a stronger person, I know […]

A Special Visit

I’m sick.  I have a cold and anyone that really knows me knows that I like to be babied and pampered when I am sick.  Well, when you are a widow, there is no longer a spouse to do the pampering. My stuffy nose was horrible last night and I tossed and turned. Then around […]

July is Bittersweet

I haven’t been great about keeping this blog updated.  I have thought about it, but it seems to take so much energy to update everyone on just me.  Writing and updating everyone on Don was so easy and enjoyable, but writing about myself … not so much. Blue waters of Bimini, Bahamas. I have been […]

Trying to Re-Enter the World Again

Reentry Definition The act or action of reentering. The return of a missile or spacecraft into the atmosphere.  The act of rejoining as a participant or member.  I don’t have but one regret from the many years Don and I were together. My regret is that I didn’t maintain friendships.  For so many years (before […]

Wedding Ring Etiquette for the Modern Widow

Did you know that there is an etiquette to your wedding ring when you become a widow?  I never really thought much about it.  I never asked my Mom when she would remove her ring or move it to the right hand after my Dad crossed over. The thought never crossed my mind.  But apparently […]

Filled with Anxiety

Summer of 1995 I am filled with anxiety that I can’t seem to shake whenever I think about spreading Don’s ashes in Alaska.  I know that I will do it, but when I start to think about the plans and carrying it all out, I literally start to shake. I have little anxiety issues from […]