Recently I called my investment company to make a withdrawal. The representative, who sounded quite young, introduced himself as Matthew and reminded me that we were on a recorded line.
“Let me look up your account,” I recall him saying after the preliminaries. “I see your husband passed away recently. I’m sorry for your loss.”
Well, time marches on. It's now been about 18 months since the love of my life left this world. I did join a good support group and attended this for about 15 months. But now I am feeling like I need to remove the 'training wheels' and go on my own. I can't say it's particularly easy. It's not. But now I have the perspective that I'm definitely not alone in walking the lonely and harrowing path of grief. I say harrowing because unless someone has actually been through this, they…Continue
I just started my second year of grief. The only difference is it is not as fierce this time. I do not think I am going to die. I realize I will live another year through the grief without him. Grief will not kill you. It only feels like it will.
Over the years, Paul and I enjoyed the support of a local group of parents of kids who have special needs...they are wonderful, and we were blessed over and over for the support we found there. When he died, I was moved from the couples group to the single moms...which I understood, but am unable to embrace. This is part of my farewell email to the head of the group - and part of my new found permission to myself to redefine who I am now...instead of others being allowed t…Continue