I am a mother, a widow, a worker, a runner, a lover of words, a worrier, a person finding my way in life after loss....
I have erased the first line of this post about 20 times. I am having trouble finding the right words to write about words. How ironic. As a talker and a writer, I usually have a lot to say. I took this photo of those shiny words a few weeks ago and have been saving … More Searching For Words
September is almost over and despite the balmy temperature today, autumn is here. All my life I have thought of the New Year as starting in September. As a child, a student, a teacher, and a mother – September is the beginning. New back-to-school shoes, fresh notebooks, a welcome return to routine, and wide open … More The September Slide
“A correction may sound like it means something is getting “fixed” on Wall Street, but actually it’s a word used to describe both a trigger for financial losses, as well as buying opportunities for investors.” – Mark Koba CNBC While the financial world has been experiencing the highs and lows of the stock market, I … More Market Correction Of The Heart
This is the second summer since my husband died. To quote a grieving friend, the time passing is both “too quick and too long.” It is our second summer of not being able to share with him all that summer represents: more hours in the day, muggy nights, melting ice cream, cicadas signing through open … More Second Summer
Airports are a trigger for me – my husband traveled all over the country, and the world, for work. He always had a bag packed and a trip on the calendar. He could zip in and out of security with his pre-approved security clearance and his wallet was stuffed with frequent flyer and hotel reward … More Ghosts At The Gate
I took this picture in my yard a few days ago. Everything in the photo has special meaning – it is my go to spot and what I see out my kitchen window. The hydrangea plant lived by the front door for years and never did a thing, no puffy blooms, no wide green leaves. … More Catching The Light
Sometimes I feel like everything needs to stay exactly the same and also be totally different. My house, my friendships, my day-to-day routine – I want nothing to change, I want everything different. I want to go back. I want to move forward. There have been so many transitions and difficult decisions, and sometimes, what … More Changes, Transitions and Making Decisions
Sometimes the dying let you know that they are ready – at least this has been true in my life and I am grateful. My job has been to pay attention, be open to what they need, and do what I can to help no matter how hard it was on me. On a Wednesday, … More Sometimes the Dying Let You Know
I have a friend who had major surgery this week and posted that she was recovering and enjoying the beautiful view from her hospital room. It brought me right back to a hospital room I grew to know all too well that also had a beautiful view. We were on the 15th floor of a … More The Room With a View
Sunday mornings and oh, it’s also Father’s Day. When I think of Sunday mornings I think of coffee and newspapers and waffles and being a bit lazy. And I think of my husband draped across the couch with all of the above. Truth is we probably had way less of those mornings than I think. … More Sunday Mornings and BTW, it’s Father’s Day
WIDOW WONDERINGS 