Sigh of Relief

I made it. The year of firsts is finally over, and I got through it. The night of the 12th was the hardest, although yesterday was rough too. I cried a lot, lit a candle, and wished all the voice mails I’d saved hadn’t been lost when I got a new phone last weekend. IContinue reading “Sigh of Relief”

Happy Holidays…I Think

As Christmas arrives, I’m definitely struggling to keep up appearances. This is supposed to be the happiest time of the year; it’s not anyone else’s fault that I’m sad. But I did lose it with my son-in-law this afternoon, and cried into his sleeve for what seemed like an hour. Thank Heaven for him, he always seems to beContinue reading “Happy Holidays…I Think”

A Year of Firsts

It’s been exactly one month since Will passed away. To say this is a difficult day would be an understatement, but I’m facing a whole bunch of them so this first “anniversary” is only the tip of the iceberg. I’ve been warned about this by other widows. There is an entire year of “firsts” to get through—the firstContinue reading “A Year of Firsts”

Trouble In Paradise

Well, I wouldn’t exactly call my life paradise, but it sure beats anything else I can think of. I’ve got way too much on my plate though. The first week of April is going to be a doozy and I’m already over-amped and anxious. My oldest son is getting married on the 2nd, and whileContinue reading “Trouble In Paradise”

It’s My Party

…and I’ll cry if I want to. Yesterday was my birthday. I’m 57. Late 50s now, and I haven’t the slightest idea how I got here so fast. I’ll be 60 before I turn around twice. My son Ethan literally almost set my birthday cake on fire with all those candles, which provided a brief burst of laughterContinue reading “It’s My Party”