young widow
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I’m writing this from Costa Rica. Obviously it is a beautiful spot to be, and I’m about to start a week long yoga and healing retreat here which I’m sure will be amazing for me. But… It was really hard for me to actually come on this trip. I was dragging my feet on packing, so…
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This post has been brewing for awhile as I pondered whether it was something I could actually share. It holds a lot of vulnerable me. My intention with this blog was never to focus on Tom’s death. I want to focus on how he lived life with humour sprinkled throughout, to remember the amazing man…
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I’ve shared about finding strength and confronting grief on my own terms. There are moments though, where I’ve been thrown back to a very shaky space. It can feel as if I’m back to square one. What triggers that? Questions. Questions like, “How did he die?” or, “What happened?” that come from the periphery. The…
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The opinions. The comments. The gossip. I didn’t expect that, but man it has beomce a part of my grief journey. It honestly feels quite terrible to be talked about or to realize how many people now have an opinion on your life. It’s another part of this experience I couldn’t have seen coming. Sometimes these…
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One year without my Tom. I survived the first anniversaries and all the regular ol days of the past year too. It is still surreal. Likely some of it I survived by just being in shock, so it actually scares me a bit to think about what is still to come. I listened to a…
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April 7th is green shirt day, a day to talk about organ donation. Well I unfortunately have much more experience with organ and tissue donation now. I remember quite clearly the conversation where the ICU doctor told me Tom’s brain was never going to recover. We had still been holding onto a sliver of hope…
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I remember the first time I read how the second year of widowhood tends to be harder to get through. I was a few months into widowhood at that point. First, I was like why the F would you be telling me that?! Second, I didn’t believe it. The world likes to tell us there’s…
A Smiling Young Widow 