I moved the bed around in my room yesterday. It’s the first “big” change since Paul died more than a year ago. I suppose I…
My 2010 resolution was to find a bit of joy every day. Each day, I thought about the things that bring me joy and posted them…
Sometimes I need to be reminded of my ultimate goal in life: To be blissfully happy. On those days, I reflect on one of my…
My 2010 resolution was to find a bit of joy every day. Each day, I thought about the things that bring me joy and posted them…
My 2010 resolution was to find a bit of joy every day. Each day, I thought about the things that bring me joy and posted them…
My 2010 resolution was to find a bit of joy every day. Each day, I thought about the things that bring me joy and posted them…
Today is Ash Wednesday and the first time I’ve gone to church since Paul died, other than his funeral and memorial service and a wedding.…
I was born in a hospital (not in a barn, as sometimes questioned by my mom, who should really know!) on 21 February 1974. The…
My new year’s resolution was simple this year, or so I thought. I resolved to find a bit of joy in each day. The idea…
My 2010 resolution was to find a bit of joy every day. Each day, I thought about the things that bring me joy and posted them…
In the hours and days after Paul died, I received countless emails, Facebook messages, and sympathy cards. Everywhere I went I was bombarded with the…
I spend a lot of time here complaining about things that I find upsetting and frustrating, but there are many things that I find comforting…
It’s the first new year of this new life and I wish I knew what it had in store for me. For possibly the first…
Before I met Paul, I was one of those habitually single people and quite happy that way. I did what I wanted when I wanted.…
I spent nearly two weeks in the UK with family and friends, and have returned feeling refreshed and relaxed. A break was just what I…
I’ve found myself at a fancy hotel for work once again. It’s one of those really fancy rooms with a separate living room and a…
I went to visit Paul’s gravesite at the weekend and realised that it might be the last time I’m able to sit there and talk…
As strange as it sounds, there are days when I wish I could go back to Day One of the grieving process and start over.…
It’s Halloween. I should be excited and giddy; it’s always been a much-loved holiday of mine. In the weeks leading up to it, I would…
Paul and I used to spend a lot of time talking about our relationship. We’d reminisce about the early days, talk about the present, and…