Another year has passed since my beloved Paul died. And so, another year has been spent making the journey to lay flowers on his grave. I’d…
I want to fly. I want to soar into the sky and touch the Heavens. I want to reach all of my goals; I want to…
Some days, I think about how lonely I am, and about how I want to find someone to share my life with. I think about…
Ten years ago today, I became Mrs Ryan. I stood there at the altar in front of God, family, and friends – with my beloved Paul beside me – and…
For the last six years, I have experienced a wide variety of what I call “widow dreams”. Some are more upsetting than others, but they…
I rolled over this morning in a sleepy haze to snuggle up to Paul, sure he would be there lying next to me. But he…
Eight years ago today, my dear friend Joe passed away. And next Sunday will mark the sixth anniversary of my beloved husband, Paul’s, death. And…
Life is hard these days and sometimes I wonder what my limits are. Sometimes I wonder how many more disappointments and frustrations I can manage…
I think one of the hardest things about dating as a widow(er) is the guilt that comes along with it. Worse is that some of…
From time to time, I get emails from people reading my blog. And today was one of those days. It seems that a relatively new widow, Lucy*,…
Today is Paul’s birthday and I am a mess. No matter how many steps I take forward, some moments in time send me sliding back…
Well, I’ve done it. I’ve finally bought myself a new pair of black heels – nearly five and a half years after my last pair was purchased.…
In preparing for a talk I’m giving next month about online reputation management, I went back and reviewed some of my old accounts. And that’s when…
I was so excited when I saw the Saw Doctors were on tour in Scotland. Well, Anto and Leo, at least. I was even more excited when I…
Nine years ago today, I stood in front of God and my family and friends to profess my love and devotion to the man I…
I spent a wonderful day on Inchcolm Island, exploring the abbey and surrounding grounds. It was one of those happy days, despite there being a slight…
On my way to England yesterday, I made a stop at Melrose Abbey in the Scottish borders. It had been about a dozen years since my last visit…
Today marks five years since I lost my beloved husband so suddenly; so unexpectedly. You’d think that after five years it would feel like a distant memory,…
I bought a bottle of Talisker 10 today, and it reminded me of the last bottle I bought exactly one year ago. It was a happy memory…
It’s been nearly five years since I last kissed my husband goodnight. It’s been that long since I’ve fallen asleep in his arms; since I’ve…