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Happy Wesley Day! 🎉 I can’t believe I would’ve been married to a 53-year-old 🤭 One of my favorite Wesley memories is the day we threw him a Family Surprise Party (14 years ago today). He said he had never had one before and that it made him feel so loved. Oh, how we lovedContinue reading “Happy Wesley Day – 53”

2/18/2020 I remember that day in pieces. •Going to the police department to get the accident report. •Stopping at Sprouts to grab his favorite oatmeal raisin cookies. •Talking about paying for our nephew’s trip to DC. Then everything shattered. Him collapsing in the bathroom. The ambulance. Me frantically showing the EMT his pain meds, forgettingContinue reading “5 Years.”

Austen got married! The once-little boy with the shaggy haircut is now a grown man—and married. Wow. This was one of those moments in grief that truly hit hard. A reminder that life moves forward, even without him. The wedding was so sweet. When Austen first told me they were planning it, he mentioned wantingContinue reading “So, This Happened…”

“Woke up late today and Istill feel the sting of the pain, but I brushed my teeth anyway I got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face I got a little bit stronger”… What it’s been like the last 4 years. I’ve been making it through the mess, and I’ve beenContinue reading “4 years”

Had we had known 3 years ago today that all he had left was 17 days to live, how would we have lived? Not much differently really. Because of his leg injury, we were able to spend extra time in bed every morning. We sat around and watched lots of Netflix, ate all of hisContinue reading “17 Days Left to Live”

At Least The thing I hear most often. At least you’re young. At least you can find love again. At least you didn’t have any children. At least you have family for support. At least you know where he is. AT LEAST!!! The words aren’t helpful, supportive, aren’t healing, aren’t kind. There is not atContinue reading “At Least”

Dear Men, I come with instructions now. Haha! I bought this book, How to Date a Widow 101, for a very special friend. 😇(That’s all I’ll say for now). I’m complicated enough as it is, then add Greta on top of that… Yikes! I learned so much @campwidow over the weekend, including navigating the wholeContinue reading “Dear Men,”

Which stage of grief does resentment fall under? Every time I’m in my posh room, I’m a bit resentful that I just can’t do it full time since he died. I miss it. It was my passion.I spent the majority of my days working in here.Now there are times when I don’t step one footContinue reading “Resentment”

Two years ago today, what started out as a seemingly normal day ended as everything but…⁣⁣Two years ago today, he went HOME.⁣⁣I still hear the thump of his fall, the sound of his moan, the sound of him gasping for air, my screams at the 911 operator quite vividly. ⁣“HURRY! 🤬🤬🤬”⁣⁣I still question why heContinue reading “2 Years”

When ‘they’ said the second year would be harder, I didn’t think it would happen to me. After all, I’ve been doing very well with Greta lately. But then the anxiety came with a vengeance on Thanksgiving day and if this is just a taste of it, God help me! The entire day (Thanksgiving), IContinue reading “Thanksgiving Grief”