I had a long, partly mostly tear-filled conversation with a friend today where I went on and on about many of the fears and uncertainties…
It’s been nearly a month since I posted about being stressed and unhappy and I hate to admit that not much has changed. I’ve had…
I’m really struggling this week. Actually, I’ve been struggling for a couple of weeks now. I’m sad and I feel quite helpless about it. I’m…
Faithful readers of other rubbish I’ve written since Paul died will remember the struggle I had the first time I found myself having to travel…
Well, that’s me home again to the great US of A. But you know what? I don’t feel that I’ve come home. I feel like…
When I run I think. Even when I’m listening to my iPod, my mind is racing through one thought after another. It jumps from here…
I have a house full of stuff. Stuff I accumulated before I ever met Paul. Stuff Paul accumulated before he ever met me. Stuff we accumulated…
I met with my real estate agent today. He came into my home and looked around; he’d not seen it since shortly after we moved…
I feel stuck some days. Frozen in this place of fear; this place with an uncertain future. I guess I thought what so many people…
“How do you refer to your husband when talking to other people?” Note: This post was originally shared on my “widowhood” blog, “Frances 3.0: Still…
For a few months now I’ve promised myself that I would finally tame the desire to hike to the top of the Wild Horses Monument…
Since Paul died I’ve really struggled with my identity, which is a bit ironic when I think about the identity struggle I went through as…
“I AM” is a poetry lesson often taught at the grade school level. It is sort of like Mad Libs, but with a slightly more…
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…
It dawned on me today that it’s been nine months since I buried Paul. I just don’t know how that’s possible. I still have trouble…
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…
The last few days have been bitter-sweet for me. I’m trying to move forward with life; trying to continue doing all of the things I…
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…
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…