I feel like I’m ready to pull the strings. My mind and heart and soul aches. Just a moment ago, my daughter drove off because she couldn’t stand the sounds of my sobs. I felt completely emptied.
For almost 15 years I have had to be the “strong one”. The first eight years were because my husband was an alcoholic. The past seven have been because I was the one who was left.
Images of my daughters fighting to maintain our family....one of my daughter…Continue
John Lennon once said, "The memories we have between us stretch longer than the road ahead of us". When my husband died, all those memories that we could have shared vanished. It's a rather strange place to be in, my friends. One day you are sharing marvelous memories: your children's birthdays, graduations, milestones; even the fight the two of you had over what color to paint the kitchen. In a literal and metaphorical heartbeat, it's gone. Yes, your children and family are still here,…Continue
A long time ago, before she passed away, my cousin told me that I "lived under a star". This comment came several weeks after my wedding day, and that followed, what appeared to my cousin, myself and a lot of people, a lucky and charmed-filled existence. I was a beautiful, educated, intelligent bride with a handsome husband and the promise of a "perfect" life.
Both shoes were squarely on my feet and fit well, but then came the first year of my marriage and realizing that I had…Continue
Please be patient with me. This is my first blog ever, but I have always had the "writing bug". Therefore, this entry is un-edited and a bit "freestyle".
For the past several weeks, I've been waking up to a mixed bag of feelings, which I am sure that many of you share. My husband passed away in August of 2007, and, after what seemed to me, a long period of grieving, I felt empowered. I was ready to take on and tackle the world! I was 46 years old at that time, and we did not…Continue