stories
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In her book Resilient Grieving, Dr. Lucy Hone suggests a key question to ask yourself: “Is this helping or hindering my grieving process?” I first shared that question over two years ago when deciding if I was really going to be someone who wrote a blog. At that time, the answer was yes. Writing gave…
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This week some of the wild turkeys that live behind our house stopped by the yard. When we moved into this house it was a very common conversation with friends and family to talk about what wildlife lived in behind us. Deer, the odd bear, and wild turkeys. That was a conversation starter. And Tom…
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I somehow became the official hairdresser of our house, doing Frank’s haircuts and then Tom’s too. At first I was pretty against doing Tom’s. Frank has had some rough haircuts in the past so that was less scary to attempt, but Tom – well I told him fine I’d try it, but he had to…
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Tom was never cold. I am always cold. Tom would tell stories with a chuckle about someone at work complaining about the cold and then getting upset that Tom hadn’t even pulled out his winter gear yet. When we did the Salkantay trek in Peru we ate supper our first night in this beautiful windowed…
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This morning I woke up and decided today would be the day I made myself pancakes for the first time since Tom died. I cried, laughed, and thought of my Tom – the pancake master. He would offer to make pancakes for me at least once a weekend, and would add them to the brunch…
A Smiling Young Widow 