Rodney Dangerfield had it right. Only he had the wrong gender. I am now finding that being a widow at age 66 is a recipe for invisibility, especially where business dealings are concerned. Then again, maybe it’s not just widowhood, but being older in general. The perfect example of this showed up in a scene […]
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For many recent widows and widowers, the idea of celebrating their first Christmas without their spouse opens a window of dread akin to being force-fed a fruitcake. As unique individuals, we have different ways of dealing with the grief of finding ourselves alone during a holiday dedicated to family celebrations and long-held rituals and traditions.
Where would we be today without cushiony, perforated tissue (disregarding arguments about which way it should be placed on the holder)?
I’m grateful for toilet tissue Read More »
So, I join thousands, perhaps millions, of newly rabid fans in World Series excitement and pride.
Widowhood: Free to be a sports fan again Read More »
Finally, I admitted there was no way to drive two vehicles at once, continue making two payments or hold on to a truck just for snow days.
New chapter continues: Letting go of symbols and possessions Read More »
In this new state of being a distracted and forgetful widow, there are still significant milestones to mark the journey to healing.
Mundane memories and the first solo road trip Read More »
Finally admitting I could qualify as a helpless widow, I called my brother-in-law to ask for help from my nephews, knowing my son would not appreciate driving 45 minutes one way to put a 48″ light tube in a stupid socket.
Widow Journal Part II: Knowing when to ask for help Read More »
Monday marked four weeks since my husband died in a local hospital. His death finally ended the suffering brought on by multi-system ailments–one of those cases where an exit brings a kind of blessed relief, calling to mind the trite saying, “Well, at least he’s not suffering any more.” Suffering is for survivors. And so
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Yesterday I opened the dusty file cabinet of my memories to search for lullabies. As my ten-month-old grandson rubbed his eyes in a clear signal that he had reached his current limit of exploring the world of his living room . . . as he tired of playing with the doorstop, of trying to reach
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If we were to subject our visitors to a modern form of torture by forcing them to endure a tour of our basement storage shelves, the astute observer would immediately diagnose a bad case of java jeopardy in our house. The malady is apparent from the different models of coffee makers now relegated to a future of dust
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