By Michele
My Husband’s Favorite Sweatshirt
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For the first few weeks after Phil’s death anything that had touched his body was sacred. His shoes were sitting where he last left them, his lunchbox remained on top of the refrigerator, and his toothbrush was standing next to [...]
Looking Out the Window
Monday, August 9th, 2010My friend Michelle came into my life in November of 2005. Around that time, grieving my husband had become my full-time job—I did everything else part-time. Two months after Phil’s death my life was settling into a pattern of managing widowhood, and single parenthood, one challenge at a time. In the aftermath of my husband’s [...]
Learning to Focus
Monday, July 26th, 2010The death of someone instrumental in our lives instantly changes our view of the world. Ordinary things are suddenly fraught with meaning, and insignificant moments become unexpectedly precious. After my husband Phil’s death I remember thinking that grief swooped in and stole my rose colored glasses…leaving me with a pair of dark shades instead.
This darker [...]
When Someone You Love is Grieving
Monday, June 14th, 2010Death is an inevitable part of the circle of life. Yet the final separation of one loved one from another often leaves bystanders feeling helpless, and maybe at a loss for what to say or how to help those who are left behind. When my husband died in an accident almost five years ago, I [...]
My Graduate
Monday, May 31st, 2010On May 29Th my little girl graduated from High School. The ceremony took place in a beautiful garden with an audience full of proud family and friends and an air of hope for the future all around. My mind drifted back to a time in my own life when naivety and optimism were companions I [...]
Memories and Shoes
Monday, May 17th, 2010My husband LOVED shoes. Phillip owned shoes for all occasions and athletic events—some were kept only for their sentimental value. To him, each pair either served a purpose or told a story, so there was no getting rid of them. This caused a serious storage issue. In addition to his side of the closet, he [...]
In My Son’s Words
Monday, April 19th, 2010Some days I find being a single parent to be mentally exhausting. Keeping up with my life, and the lives of my three teenagers, often leaves my brain feeling like mush. As I was thinking about my post today, I came across this short essay that my seventeen year old son wrote (because he had [...]
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