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The Man Who Shared My Husband’s Name
🥲 My most cherished husband passed away over a year ago. Since then, the unbearable grief has transformed into a purpose that has led me to write and…
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A Christmas Morning Ride I Will Never Forget
This was the second Christmas since my husband passed away. I couldn’t bear to stay alone in the familiar rooms of our home, where every corner felt heavy…
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A Voice Waiting in the Shadows
I left my previous church after my husband passed away. The grief was so intense, and the hurt so raw, that I couldn’t bring myself to go back.…
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The Lesson Grief Refused to Let Me Forget
— Remembering Pat ❤️ I hardly knew Pat. 👉 Pat and her husband, Don, started attending our church around the same time my late husband and I did.…
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When Christmas Lost Its Glow
I hate to admit that I’ve lost my spark to write. The heaviness feels like a shadow of myself. There’s this overwhelming laziness weighing on me. Still, I…
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When Memory Holds What Life Cannot
Today marks my late husband’s second birthday since he left this world. I didn’t cry today, but last night I couldn’t sleep, and this morning I didn’t want…
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A Vacation Within a Vacation
I had an amazing Thanksgiving trip. It briefly helped me escape grief and find comfort in the present’s beauty. It sparked my curiosity, making each day feel like…
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