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Tommi's Blog (7)

Snap out of it!

All of us remember where we were at certain events in our lives.  Who doesn't remember exactly where you were on September 11, 2011?  I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when my brother called me to tell me he was asking his girlfriend to marry him.



Added by Tommi on October 28, 2011 at 12:42pm — 3 Comments

I'm Sorry

I like to talk to people and strike up conversations with just about anybody. Right now, there are days when I’m better at it than others. I really hate telling people I’m a widow. I still wear my wedding ring on my left hand so it appears that I am married. When "the truth" comes out, I feel bad revealing that my husband passed away. Of course, the obligatory "I’m sorry" is said, the deer in the headlights look appears, and suddenly the…


Added by Tommi on October 10, 2011 at 7:27am — 5 Comments


As the two month anniversary of my husband’s passing approaches, I find myself still trying to get my arms around how I feel. The one word that keeps coming to mind is raw.



Added by Tommi on October 3, 2011 at 4:34am — 9 Comments


This weekend I spent time doing something my husband liked to do--mow.  He always enjoyed the "zoning out" and the time to think that these activities afforded him.  I did not always view it that way.  I mowed years ago, but once we moved to Virginia, he did it all.


I mowed six…


Added by Tommi on June 3, 2011 at 1:30pm — 5 Comments

Not moving on....just moving over.

The bed seems so much larger now that I am the only one trying to sleep in it.  Before my husband was ill, our bedtime ritual was to cuddle, sometimes talk, kiss, and then retreat to our pillows.  Both of us hovered towards the middle of the bed though, always within arm's reach.


As the cancer progressed…


Added by Tommi on May 27, 2011 at 1:11pm — 3 Comments

I cry

I eat--but do not taste

I sleep--but do not rest

I see--but do not recognize

I listen--but do not hear…


Added by Tommi on May 23, 2011 at 1:56pm — 3 Comments


In my wondering through the empty house today, I came across a box full of shoes that I had never unpacked and put in my closet.  As I pulled pair after pair out, memories of my husband came flooding back.  This pair he bought for our kayaking.  Another pair of hiking shoes to go with the many he had already gotten me.


I came upon a pair I bought for casual Fridays at work.  Dick hated them.  He said they were ugly and matronly.  They were so comfortable though.  |pulled them…


Added by Tommi on May 21, 2011 at 2:29pm — 1 Comment

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